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Letters from the past ring forth
like cracked crystal bells
The golden silence broken by tarnished silver lies.
Notes of a discordant song chimes through the mind
plays the heartstrings with its serrated bow
Love notes whisper silent lies
their voice is as a pen that drips its inky blood
as it rasps across the paper
The truth is harsh; the lies are comfort
The deceitful embrace of a nonexistant lover
let the heart recline into strong arms that dissipate
like smoke through bare hands.
I had a nightmare.
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