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The silent dreams of loneliness
Tell a story never told
Of secret sins silently confessed
And horrors of the soul

Flailing in the dark sea
Turned red by victims blood
Drowning in my misery
Calling for help from above

The hands that reach are tainted
They hold the disease of deceit
It's better to be unwanted
Than to be with the liars I meet

All around my familiars howl
Warning me of my head
The voices saying "give it up,"
"You are already dead"

Dead to dreams of romance
Dead to dreams of grace
Dead to nights of passion
Dead to the sight of your face

So welcome to my playground
The tomb that I call home
No one is ever around
I am always here alone

Every sound here echoes
And is forever amplified
The only sounds now are those
Of the tears that I have cried.


by Carpaythya