All around the hurdle
All around the terrace
Every puff i took,
Act as a scent of death.
Beyond shadow of doubt, they came for me
They took their era while i bravely watched.
They churn around me puzzled
Why aren't you scared of us?
All voices echoed as one
Evil laughter they gave, frozen my senses even more
The facade was too fixed on my cast
That i can't even peel it off
They embraced me as i desired it
Oh what a pain!
My skin started to wriggle
My ossein goes numbed
And i am old
Old as a shadow
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