Whispers of Death


Soothes and calms

Hides beneath our shells,

Hollow and pale it shows us something deep within,

Pain so sweet we ache to relive it,

Death it brings us closer,

It holds us down and forces life to take our hands,

Life brings us back and shows us the true beauty of death

Beauty of the fallen few angels and the unscathed demons,

Death it is everything and is nothing,

Life is nothing and is everything

Like black and white they hold us together with broken stitches something so strong and so fragile,

Words can not speak of the beauty,

And words can not speak of the far,

Life holds love and peace and chaos,

Death holds us in its hands, it holds us near and dear,

With respect and love and hate,

Death the sweet escape.

By Marina Vos

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