Whispers, quiet whispers.A voice on the wind. A spirit in the trees. Where are the words? have they gone from your sight? Whispers, when will they end? Have you heard? Will answers come with the night?
Condemed by the hand that once craddled your soul.Whispers sharp as a two edged sword. Stand firm or life will take it's toll. And whispers no longer will be heard. Hide from their voices. Pestamistic preachers of doom. Leaving believers without choices. Only dead in their tombs.
Silence now consumes the land. Whispers no longer heard. Death has come by anothers hand. Now without reason, now without wordsWhy must the light cast the shadows away? And darkness consume the night? Life choices, whispers,lifes end. Now only WHISPERS..........
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