Still raw

The clock strikes the last hour

And darkness falls

Innocence dies a gruesome death

And the bodies pile up

Dragged into the void

At every step

Choked to within an inch of life

At every attempt of escape

Walls come crashing down

So do the bones

Breaths leave me

Still warm and raw

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