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Silent Hill

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Silent Hill

Unspoken he stands upon this hill,
barren in this winter white
solitary he hammers in his own cross
calloused hands which dig the grave
broken as the blisters bleed
which is nothing compared to the blood on his soul
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  1. qimissung's Avatar
    Beautiful!
  2. Dark Muse's Avatar
    Thank you!
  3. libernaut's Avatar
    i really like this. the title alone is brilliant. great job.
  4. Dark Muse's Avatar
    Thank you!