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Murdering Lies

Serpent arms around my throat
MY NECK IS HOT
I’m cold below

Century’s eyes are watching me
Caught up in a liquid calm
Spilling out serenity

My head locked in a muscular arm
Empowered by gentlest fury
Silken bliss wrapped in stolen charm

Mental images all now gone
Lights flash and screens turn black
Death greets me with his song

Morbid face is left unturned
Frozen lips last kissed
A bitter lie that choked and burned

I am the ghost you miss

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