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The mist ever so near yet so far

 

Ready for me to join it's darkness

 

As it bubbles and bellows like tar

 

Feeding off my loneliness

 

Thriving of my soul

 

Eating me away

 

As I hide in this hole

 

Afraid to face the light of day

 

To weak to crawl from this pit

 

As I'm swallowed by its rechid smell

 

Slow devoured by it

 

As I'm dragged into hell

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