Playing Human

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Death is a Whisper

Death is a whisper my ears clearly hear
I see clouds lying low that calls pain softly near
If life were a mist, I would be lively indeed.
But death is the bear of that cave
Death is the dragon of greed

Carrying stitches in the back of my head
I turn to the demons, I turn to the dread
I heed not the words of the watchful and wise
But see in the candle
A demons disguise

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