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I could cry a thousand tears and still feel empty,
I could be surrounded by a herd and still be all alone.
The fear consumes me as a whole,
breaking me into pieces.
Shattering from within I fade,
with judging eyes I kneel so kindly before my salvation.
I'm denied, rejection of salvation,
tossed aside
Fading light to drak shines against my face.
Falling into an eternity of death.
Boney beckoning fingers call me forth,
as my fear feeds the cold,
shivering whispers screach of pain,
I am being fulfilled,
combustion fills me uneasy,
convincingly I follow,
I become diminutive within thi pit,
and fall into my inferno,
as the caged bird sings.





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