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Forgotten Emptiness

For the greater end of all that is coming, and for most of whom to believe. No more then a single word of despair can end all that is good. The darkness of the creatures and the death of the fairies mostly bring all light into an empty jar of sadness. But yet thyne jar is to be covered in layers of earth that is rich of the dead bodies whom sprawl through thy bones. Thy bones quiver in distort of the many voices of to whom call out my true name of birth. Thy name which is not to be spoken out of a natural’s mouth, but only to be spoken from a unaturals mouth. But thy voices of the once were to destroy thine happiness and brings great fear into the heart of my cold body. The body that is brought down into the deepness of their bewitched hole that they have hidden in for many ages to pass. Their jagged bones and rotting flesh perk my senses into an unnatural state of vengeance. I also am spoken from the many voices of the departed into the afterlife. I am brought down slowly connected with all limbs of mine body, and nothing is torn form my Godly body. My black dress, they tug on so gently to keep all intact with perfect care, is all I have left from the world that I once knew and that will be forgotten. Forgotten form mine heart that is so pure to all that step into my path with tears of sadness. But to an end they will become nothing more.