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Phantom shadows that chase my dreams,
Beyond ghostly halls of empty screams,
A voice that whispers just as before,
So quiet at first now shrieks once more.
Unholy the sound; as angels die,
As the storm proceeds to split the sky,
Beyond ghostly halls of empty screams,
A voice that whispers just as before,
So quiet at first now shrieks once more.
Unholy the sound; as angels die,
As the storm proceeds to split the sky,
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I found this poem in my room while tidying along with about £100 and a few old memories.
Its pretty depressing I know but I still like the way it sounds liek some sort of ancient spell.
Its pretty depressing I know but I still like the way it sounds liek some sort of ancient spell.
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its pretty,I love it you should add too it, it feels like there should be more to it