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Awakened in a clear state of mind

Thoughts caressed, though I'm not blind.

Withered trees corrupt the greenery

Into shades of black, the shadow's scenery.

I clench my fists to shatter cold, dark walls

Collapsing stones and broken statues.

So frail without any sense to concern

My mind draws blanks of infinity.

The lonliness is so silent

Do I ever hear her speaking?

Perceptions of the haunted past

My grey and darkened skies creeping.

Light the torch inside of my soul

You reveal this desperation.

Hiding in my anxious breathing

Wished away for all eternity.

Forlorn sanctuary, please come to life

Your everlonging tears of blood.

Is a designated gift for the undead

Suffering the forever silence.

Thru distant words he speaks

Of lonliness and malicious despair.

Endowed into precious lullabies

Faith is indeed a hollow gift.

(Faith is a hollow gift.)

I am left rotting inside here

You ask "Will I ever return?"

There are no screams born to escape

The cries of solitude I yearn.

This realm is filled with lushious sighs

A bitter taste of your soft lips

Devoured throughout the bleak night

Blessed teardrops stream from your eyes.

"Spellbound attentive, you become enthralled

Portraits fall from the cracked walls.

As we master the true artform of love

Your image is left hanging so high above."