Closure


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Onward and onward I march
to this place in my heart where darkness grows
There’s a light leading me away from this hate
but a pain in my chest keeps driving me on
There are words to be said and nerves to be fed
You struck the chords that lay dormant in bed
And now as I approach this place that you keep
I hope that when I find you you’ll be asleep

Onward and onward I march
to the place where I left you when I said goodbye
Bills have been paid and claims never made
but no material possessions could return what you took
No words to be said but actions instead
and now that I’ve found you you’ll dance with the dead
Up comes the hammer, glistening above your head
Darkness enfolds as the room turns red…

My silence…
You should have taken it as a warning.

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