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mother wept
her screams were silenced
by strange apparitions
angels fled
shadows danced

as a corpse
she layed still
december
brought harsh winds
like voices
through her walls
lucid dreams
silhouettes

mother wept
her children died
they took their lives
as she slept

lucid
horribly lucid
motionless
in terror
she watched
as she lost
those who
brought her flowers
so she may
lay her own
upon their graves

now she sits
alone in her bed
a gun in her hand
she puts it to her temple
and pulls the trigger
she pulls the trigger…

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