In the passing in the nite youcall outt to me and find dont see you i search everywhere and no where to be found yet i hear your calls, wherer are they calling from.
I call out to you and begyou to tell me where you are and so i can be with you, and still nothing.
I dont like these games that are played as i get frustrasted adn angered, but you call foe me to be wiht you and i see nothing, i then realize that you are in my mind and i am hearing the voices in my head.
When the mountains shunder
and the skies cry out
you know when it is time to sleep
the etrnal slumber,
where no one will dare to find you in.
It smells
it's dark
it's feels like home
and all this time you could have been dreaming of somthing that was never there to start with.
Walk along now, you with your hollow leg, as it thumps every time you step, and see the horror tha has become your life.
when you wake up and your life is in such a daze,
and you feel like your head's in a foggy haze.
Come to me my chylde and play with me,
under the moonless nite.
With me among the dead in this haunted graveyard, running around chasing each other seeing one of them an having an awful fright.
Time will tell when the grass begins to swell, and the crow, caws 3 x in the morn and no more will i be sad, when the sun comes up for I wilt down into the cocoon i have made for myself.
Sleep now forever tomorrow will be a better day!
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