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whispering hands
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It happened so plainly, like all was well,
But it buried me deeply inside this Hell.
It washed away innocence, see it fall,
Nobody hears me when I call.
Wretched silence is all that I can hear,
Those who could save me torturously near.
Wickedly inescapable, the hours go on,
This dreamscape unfurls; reality gone.
Wind in the sails of a ship bound for death,
Holding on madly to every last breath.
Vividly painted for everything to see,
What once was a life, lived by me.
But it buried me deeply inside this Hell.
It washed away innocence, see it fall,
Nobody hears me when I call.
Wretched silence is all that I can hear,
Those who could save me torturously near.
Wickedly inescapable, the hours go on,
This dreamscape unfurls; reality gone.
Wind in the sails of a ship bound for death,
Holding on madly to every last breath.
Vividly painted for everything to see,
What once was a life, lived by me.
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Know where that all came from.. but had to get it out! Lol