Whistling woods, possessed trees,
Unhappy spirits travel ling from stone to stone,
Distorting their face with tears and rains from up above,
Distracted, unreal you feel, till a sorrowful soul catches your eye,
Bleeding emptiness in a dark, scary corner,
Whimpered that love killed it, when it passed away,
A heart once he lived in, called itself unfortunate and haunted.
Untimely death, he lived after dying to pay for the crimes, the debt,
To rid of the suffocation, beyond any imagination, melting will,
Bleeding emptiness in a dark scary corner…..
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