the conscience of a dead man,
the tears of a widow,
the crying of a young child,
drifting slowly through a space,
lead along by nothing,
but always moving,
the lost way in the woods,
the empty mind,
the soulless bride,
led to believe nothing,
think nothing,
the ringing in her ears,
as she drifts asleep,
never to wake again.
The bleeding in your ears,
meaning you'll never hear that sound again,
the ringing silence of life on mute,
the conscience of a dead man,
was it truth,
or was it lies.
DeathLies Community Member 
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