The clutching bonesmakes the rattling soundand that grim reaper makes hiseerie presencefelt around Life is squeezed out of this momentgasping and chokingwith no air to breathethe darkness has engulfedthat sliver of the sunshineand the happinesshas been pushed into thedeep ravine Those squealshave been locked shut in the boxesso tightthe screech and the screaminghave been warming…
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