Split between the tiniest of chords
A melancholy moan echoes
A cold and merciless sword
Explaining the destructive woes
The strings of nerves toyed and pulled
A heartbeat drum fades to dark
As a somber life is culled
Leaving behind a vivid mark
Apr 15, 2016
Apr 15, 2016 at 6:54 PM UTC
Split between the tiniest of chords
A melancholy moan echoes
A cold and merciless sword
Explaining the destructive woes
The strings of nerves toyed and pulled
A heartbeat drum fades to dark
As a somber life is culled
Leaving behind a vivid mark
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