and creeping through the darkened hallway
shadows.
with the doorFrame by the Lightsquare
salvation!
i am lost and alone in the dark
far away from everyone.
terror grips fear
out of the corner of my eye
something
beautiful cold in the early morning
the funeral plays alone
the silence echoing
the listening
of the sleeping body.
if death is coming
the funeral plays tomorrow
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