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Whispers is what she calls to me.
Lost beneath this dark abyss,
seeing but not believing,
to be lost through out this broken world.
'To love to be loved' we say,
not to believe in compromise.
'Gone' he says forever gone we hope to realize.
Compromising for the good of others,
such a lonely task.
Finished is the mind,
gone to this dark abyss.
Forgotten she realizes,
lost in her lies and deceit.
'Alone' she whispers to no one will here.
She falls to be Caught by the one she loves.
hope restored he stands alone,
gone she remains a memory that...