6ft. under.

Deep down

I feel dirty.

I see the dark.

I hear screaming silence.

I smell old death.

I taste sweet blood.
In side

I feel sub-zero.

I see chipped slat.

I hear sickening footsteps.

I smell tart sorrow.

I taste dried tears.
Underneath

I feel numb.

I see dull eye lids.

I hear knifing screams.

I smell none stopping pain.

I taste cold shivers.
In it all

I feel nothing.

I see nothing.

I hear nothing.

I smell nothing.

I taste nothing.





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