Plunging deeper for a reason, reaching for the Void,
For the Void has claimed a deeper power through a poison,
Poison that was bought upon a fancy, and I call upon the Name-
Save her from the merciless Void,
Reaching to my friend as the poison called her name,
Poison that was killing, leaving nothing but a shell,
Called upon the Name, as I called upon her name,
Nothing from the Name, no mercy from the Void,
Claimed upon my heart, she had- her poison claiming her-
Claiming treasured friends, this poison had,
Slowly killing, taking my treasured friend,
Now I weep for the mercy call,
All my dreams are now asunder, all my hopes have been dashed,
Dashed against the stones, of which these broken bones,
Laid upon a heap of weeping souls,
Weeping for the mercy cold.
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