The True Death

bring the silence oh Harbinger of Death,
the true death,
not absence of Life,
absence of the heart.
lacking in Love does bring us apart.
tear at me great Leviathan,
crush the dreams and mix the poison
it burns its way down.
deprives the vitals their vitality,
punish the Weak and weaken the Strong.
what is this unfathomable
unreachable desire
unmerciful hopelessness.
oh Harbinger of the true Death,
let this Heart be spared its gloom.

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