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My body weeps, as the wind whispers to it, as the autumn tells the lies of beauty in death. Death is Beautiful though the bodies do not walk and the souls do not laugh death brings happiness death brings release from whatever pain grasps your thoughts. Away from the sunshine into the shadows of the night as the velvet roses rush off away from sight. They play in the gardens with the souls that lay at rest they tell the children tales of witches and monsters they deprive them of sleep and burn the tips of their toes while working their fingers at dark aching games. Death is a way to describe it for it is the only way to show the sorrow from within to bring about the fear in each and every heart more waste then war more stupidity then murder For love is death and nothing more. |
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