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Ash stuffed
Grey claims my head and eyes
I try to look but can't see any
Various passageways in a circle
all leading to
Countless passageways in a circle
Sometimes makes me wonder whether
there even is an end
To this fight between
me and days to come
Feel the familiar thumping inside my yellow head
Feel a squeeze in my blackened gut
Time's punching me to chose
I see the brightest passage and walk toward it
but oh
The door's already closed
I was too late
I kneel at the straps becoming a knot tying my gut together
Panic as a smoke creeps inside my sharp nose
Ahh
I pound my knee for the next passage
Closed
I was too late
PLEASE
No.
Ash filling every inch o' me
my muscles my bones stuffed with ash
I suffocate and baby me die inside me
I puke it out
Only my shell stands up and lightly walks toward the opening It just spot
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