No title for these (yet?)


Silver rings
Tin cups
Golden necklace
Strangling cord
Freeing the soul
That got scorched
Dying in the dirt
Last breath
Accepting death

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Ranging anger
Fearfull pain
Let it all go to waste
Surrender to your fate

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All the weird things aside
I cannot hide
Feelings of strange old thoughts
Trying to fight their way out
Trapped in an abyss
A pit of no return
Where nothing can or will escape
Faith is a cruel lover
And will consume you whole

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