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A whisper A haunting tone And a small weep of help Of Demon's shadows. A dead body that lays silent and never seem to scatter in fright. Behind the crisp, white, cold, curtain. The ghost haunts and weeps to let go of the heavy chains that cover this haunting whispers. Let it be in the past of a haunting wispers of a sold silent death
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Jan 7, 2011
Jan 7, 2011 at 2:23 AM UTC
haunted whispers
A whisper A haunting tone And a small weep of help Of Demon's shadows. A dead body that lays silent and never seem to scatter in fright. Behind the crisp, white, cold, curtain. The ghost haunts and weeps to let go of the heavy chains that cover this haunting whispers. Let it be in the past of a haunting wispers of a sold silent death
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Jan 7, 2011
Jan 7, 2011 at 2:23 AM UTC
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