Halter Of Broken Death

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Soooo I free wrote this poem, I had to start the beginning line with: In the Halter Of Silence the Windows Fly. This is what I wrote

                                                                        Halter Of Broken Death

In the Halter of Silence; the windows fly. Windows fly open to the soul screeching pain; of a spirit that has been broken. Broken into glass pieces; held together by their filth covered hands. Never to be seen again, what was once together is now broken forever. Never to know that feeling again. Only to be ridden into death, with no real sense of itself; just the sense of Disparity. To please thee; and obey their every wicked need and desire, to reach deeper within to take it all. In the Halter of Silence the windows fly open; to a life of death. There being no way to resurrect; that feeling of being dead.  Only the Everlasting containment, of the soul in the Halter of Broken Death. 

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