Larynx cries no longer heard
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A chord was struck that chilled the nerve
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It froze the time that we all lived
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The roles reversed to downward spin
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Is life finished or hung within
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The voices pleading went unheard
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And shattered membranes of our lives
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Hung suspended from the hives
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Where the harmony the sad voices waned
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