May 10, 2011
By Dread GOLD, Cincinnati, Iowa
Dread GOLD, Cincinnati, Iowa
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Men only think of their past right before their death, as if they were searching frantically for proof that they were alive.

Just because I'm giving up , doesn't mean i don't care. It means I'm tired of giving my everything and ending up with nothing.

I sit alone and listen to the whispers that come from the shadows.
They tell stories that fill me with sorrow and make me feel isolated in a distant meadow.
The tales they tell are of lost lovers or unfortunate ends.
I feel so lost and something in my mind bends.
A sharp pain renders me helpless as it consumes my soul.
These lost spirits had deceived me with their sad stories so now I shall pay the toll.
Their only purpose was to bring me to their home and as I die my body burns, turning crisper.
So now I live in the darkness only to be known as a whisper.

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