Whispers..
Warm breath with glowing eyes my racing mind, as he tells me lies.
Burning stare through darkening skies, I cover my ears and try not to cry.
No. No more lies.
Pounding heart and teary eyes he Whispers those evil lies.
No. No more lies.
With one quick shine and full of fight, my final strike in the ever growing moon light.
NO! NO MORE LIES!
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