Evil Silence
Evil Silence
Silence creeps into my veins and hustles throughout my pounding heart beating like a drum against my
cold chest.
Darkness surrounding and holding me captive
in its Mist my veins are throbbing endlessly. Darkness
creeps into my hazel eyes hoping that someday the sun
will shine as I finally close my eyes
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