When the bodies lay around
The echoing calls of Deaths whisper
Carried on the breeze of Everafter....
The sky of Raven, blackened, angry
Screaming in rage
Like a wounded animal seeking revenge
Against torment, against me
How can I be saved from what I am
A raging inferno of anger, pain and misery
Calamitous to the touch
The calloused body of nonexistence
How can I survive tragedy
When the the tragedy is I.......



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