Hallow Wind
The hallow wind blows
Through the open pain
It creek so slowly
Within a broken soul
It sing a song,
so lightly,
so slow,
It's terror is pain
It shout it's means
It at it limits,
Limits of emptiness,
Limits of alone,
Limits of crying,
Let the feels blow through the hallow wind,
Let it blow, away, away!
For then, my heart will be at ease
As my pain will suffer it's end...
Let it flow within meeeeeeeeeeee.......
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