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Words

Meaningless,
Cold,
Dead,
It was love.
Love led the movement.
It was love.
Love cast us away.
Doubt,
Fear,
Pain,
It was the wind.
Wind whispered in my ear.
It was the wind.
Wind that makes it kill.
Night,
Bottomless,
Hell,
It was him.
He told me to.
It was him,
He wants fresh blood.
And no one can stop it.
Oh, no.
You can’t stop it,
He’s too powerful.
Pshh.
Pshh.
The fix is easy.
Keeping it is not.
Go.
Go.
No.
No.
Please leave this mind,
Please take away my sight.
I am guilty of everything.
“But what did you do?”
I took away the words.





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