Questions penned in hollow silence, beside soft candlelight
Untold truths are pushed aside to help you through the night
Echoed voices now fall still, then taints what once was right
Subdued thoughts etched forever on skin drawn up so tight
Touched by hidden meanings, now scribed in black and white
Inspiration drawn from within, who cares of what you write
Offer up a verbal challenge that will inspire, or just delight
Never ending empty void are what feeds on fears own plight
Seeking out life’s answers, will at times give you a fright
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