Dying
Darkness falls and I go blind
Stumbling, falling..an eternal abyss
The sound of my own flesh tearing, burning
Red blood..unnatural..dripping..
Draining my body of its last torturous breaths
Every word a hoarse whisper screaming against the anguish
The screams greeted by echoes of silence
Tears stream down to mingle with the blood
The unnatural blood..not mine..surely not mine
It wasn’t so bad last time
I remember..it wasn’t so bad
But it gets more painful everytime I die
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The one with “effects”. Old.
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