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Ghost: Soliloquy

I am suffocating, exhaustion,
let go your hold on me.
I need your strength now, I am lost,
shine brightly my way home (if there is one).
As one is false, another is true,
so let the truth be swept under my feet,
though I may stumble over it,
the voice of reason, and enforce my purpose,
twist it, bend it, break it,
that I might not succumb to rage,
fall by my own hands, committing deeds of vengeance,
and burn in the depths of Hell,
where the torment collided with time,
and the mysteries of life came to, with unknown intent,
banished me from the physical,
and left me to a damned grave until it withered away by the hands of time.
Oblivion, pester me no more!
Return to me the life, the breath, the touch, the taste.
Leave me in this state no longer...

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