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Thunder rumbles in the distance Unforgiving bellowed commands Ravens tapping at the windows Notice the final hour glass sands Imposter that I am on this earth No more the sweet magic of life Gone all sense of tranquillity Lift me pale rider/ morbid midwife Erase me from this paradigm Anasthetic lurks in the chalice of freedom Vaniloquence surely ends forthwith Enter the consequence of my final season Such a tender caress the hand of death. Forgive me for I have sinned Anthrophobia suddenly reversed   Love's contract begins to rescind Lamenting serves no purpose here
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
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Thunder rumbles in the distance Unforgiving bellowed commands Ravens tapping at the windows Notice the final hour glass sands Imposter that I am on this earth No more the sweet magic of life Gone all sense of tranquillity Lift me pale rider/ morbid midwife Erase me from this paradigm Anasthetic lurks in the chalice of freedom Vaniloquence surely ends forthwith Enter the consequence of my final season Such a tender caress the hand of death. Forgive me for I have sinned Anthrophobia suddenly reversed   Love's contract begins to rescind Lamenting serves no purpose here
Leaves...Magic... Tranquility... Freedom
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Sep 11, 2014
Sep 11, 2014 at 4:16 PM UTC
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