Freestyle Poetry #4

Echoes_by_laurengary

A sort of simple poem I came up with a while ago, decided I should let it see some light. Image: Echoes by laurengary

The echoes they lead,

to the tinkling in head.

The silence in the noise,

the mystery in their voice.

an eternity flawed with, poise.

They sound the bells,

call out from hell.

and lets the shadows do their deed.

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