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Feb 2014
The abyss is empty
But it's filled with
Whispers of past lovers
Drawing you near
Like sirens
Making deadly voices
Sound alluring
Till the voices manifest
And drag you down,
Back at the bottom
Where you once began.
Memories resonate
And you think
They'll change
Believing their lies
Once again.
Thalion Voronwë Aearion
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     Emily Pidduck and Alice
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