Their fleeing souls
with thoughts
unforgotten
by those who fear
what lies behind unforsaken hearts
with gleaming eyes
that fade into the darkness that consumes them
deeper and deeper they fall
as they run
run from things unimaginable
unforgivable by those who created them
though these things are unseen by others
they become real in the eyes of the living dead
who live for nothing
but to run.......
from life.
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