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~Despair~
Black as a starless sky…endlessly empty… Infinite, no longer possessing a beginning nor end. Despair smells as the charred, burned flesh of Human bones after the fire is long extinguished. Feel this pain as it relentlessly sears and brands The soul as one open, seeping, festering wound. The sounds of a thousand screaming voices As soldiers lay dying on unknown lands ~ This is the sound of despair. And, you hear it drumming as you choke On the bitter taste of bile As your soul begs for sustenance.
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