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It was a simply soothing sound. Seemingly surreal, severing the silence With even sin surrendering to the sublime symphony Of sirens signifying salvation. Leaving legs lying limp and lifeless, Losing a life I'd have liked to live. Leaping, laughing, or lounging lazily I fear for my future Forever fighting ferociously. Because four fearsome phantoms Brought bars, blades, and bats To beat my bewildered brother and I blind Before we both blacked out from blood loss. Now there's a knife notched in the nape of his neck. He'll never know the nuance of another night; But now I know the necessity of the nightmarish noose
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
Noose
It was a simply soothing sound. Seemingly surreal, severing the silence With even sin surrendering to the sublime symphony Of sirens signifying salvation. Leaving legs lying limp and lifeless, Losing a life I'd have liked to live. Leaping, laughing, or lounging lazily I fear for my future Forever fighting ferociously. Because four fearsome phantoms Brought bars, blades, and bats To beat my bewildered brother and I blind Before we both blacked out from blood loss. Now there's a knife notched in the nape of his neck. He'll never know the nuance of another night; But now I know the necessity of the nightmarish noose
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Sep 22, 2015
Sep 22, 2015 at 1:32 PM UTC
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