Stars
As I lay here under the stars,
i listen to the whispers in the dark,
Watch the lifelss souls dance across my moonlit sky.
I let the spirits come to take me away,
To a place so secrete i shall not describe.
Now i stare at the stars,
as i say to myself;
" Let the stars be the first and the last to witness crimson spill from my veins! Listen to my wails of pain! And suffer my heart break with lost love and betrayal!"
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