Shadows whisper secrets false
Clawing at my soul, they laugh
Gnawing at my heart, they sneer
Circling round my head, they lie.
That I may hear the truth and see them out.
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Heroes on a page
Smells of ink and paper
Filling up my senses
Stories full of heroes
Fantasies and legends
Sounds of distant battles
Rage upon my eardrums
Heroes’ hellish horrors
Play across the pages
Yet there is a freedom
Hiding in these epics
Simpleness can be found
If you know to look.
