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Midnight

Blurring the spectrum.
Acid , Alkaline or just plain neutral.
A dance of ghostly shadows , scar the corner.
Slow motion.
Echos fade.
Look left.
Look right.
Left again just to make sure.
Fuck it.
Eyes closed.
Restless.
Pale air.
Choke.
Breath.
The key boards left on.
A clock fucked up time.
Sleep .
Impossible.
Spider webs sweep up the black.
Monotone.
Stop.
Eyes
Stop.
Blind.

◄ Death

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