WhispersA Poem by CrucifixFringereiterating the air carrying with it the silent whispers it always does, and like ghosts they swirl around each and everyone, the air polluted with the invisble bunch, each one a part of the soul the take, and one in stagnation abandoned remains... © 2010 CrucifixFringeReviews
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