The whispers of the world
Flow down a river of poison.
Wether lies or truths,
They all turn
Into a nightmare.
For the person who looks into the water,
The river spells out words.
It spells there fears
And makes them true.
For most it’s hell
For some it’s heaven
For me it’s being chained to the world.
Not being able to let go,
And go to either.
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