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Death and Dreams
Violins scream in the night
Painful noises
Resonate in your mind
Graveyard smile
Your face painted white
Decaying flesh
Rotten dreams
Wild-eyed vultures
Consuming the greed
Lusting monsters
With bleeding teeth
Tongues of swords
Destroy the weak
Petty fires
These broken souls
With wings of lead
They are never whole.
Good one, Stephanie. Dark, but without the usual "woe is me" angst one sees so often. Makes you think.