Whispers echo on the wind,
drifting everafter;
Sobs of torment, screams of fright,
sounds of bitter laughter,
Dreams of death surround my mind
immersed in evil gloom;
Mixed with whispers, muffled sounds,
stifled waves of doom.
Hear the tales they long to tell
of fears and mortal fright.
Whispers echo on the wind,
soft whispers in the night.
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