Behold:
As brains clash and dissolve
Mouths spit fire upon
burning coals
Scratching nails
Ripped clothes
Palpitating veins
Voices
Lost echo's
Howling screams that
Can't be voiced
This isn't
This
No more
But nobody listens
To the voice of decay
Only at self
And
Blankness
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