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He Whom is Forbidden Dead

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It is late in the evening,
The sun has said goodnight,
The moon has spoken,
As it mutters sleep tight,
The mystery remeins,
In my future that is,
Will I awake in the morning?
Or is this my last sight of a good nights sleep,
When we close our eyes,
And crawl into bed,
there is a very real possibility we will never return,
Lies that were said the previous day,
By you and your herd,
may never be broken,
if the next day your eyes are glued shut,
Because you are forbidden dead.




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