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Walkway to Hell

My nights are filled with tearful nightmares
As blood drips down my walls.
Surrounded in a world where no one cares
I speak but no one hears my call.

I am chased nightly by my nameless fears
Running myself in mindless circles till I fall
Fall fast into an abyss, where an invisible force glares
I can feel him - it - reaching past my wall

Into this soul it seeps silently
The weight of unknown dangers humble
The darkness suffocates quietly
Making me stagger and stumble




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