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Greetings Steemians
I wrote this last night and looked at it today upon hearing that yet another soul heard the verse of the damned and jumped from this bridge today. The flow of it to me doesn't quite yet lend itself to music, but we'll see, maybe later.
THE VERSE OF THE DAMNED
How I yearn for an end to all the drama
To all desire and struggle
For the shades loving rest among my kin
They call from that empty shore
Across oblivion seas await to an end to all things
My tears fade away along with joy and care
To pass as all must do through to twilight
For even that to fade away
The yearning is now gone
No angel wings or celestial vaults
No silver mansions on streets of gold
No mead filled halls of glory
Just empty silent void
Bereft of sorrow and joy
Thus is the verse of the damned
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There is no life without struggle nor any struggle without life. Be good to the ones you love and everyone else because we don't know what they might be going through. I cannot deny that I do not hear the sirens call of oblivion quite often. I try to channel my depression into art, but if you're struggling, please seek help.
https://suicidepreventionlifeline.org/
You can hear a song I wrote about this place here
Of The Gorge https://musicoin.org/nav/track/0x8b0497fdf8d6fbef177220dafe03a38e544ffeea
or from iTune or Amazon
https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/in-the-earth-i-will-be-free/1375058606
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B07CJXZC6J
