At depressions best
Secured into less
Of what reality brings
Convinced nothing's left
Dragged through the mess
Limits every thing
It grows and consumes
Til there's no more room
Behind that bleak locked door
It readys the tomb
Sealed by the doom
Never to exist anymore
Take it away
We ask and we pray
Before it gets to that point
But, it lurks anyway
Bound tattered souls sway
Clutched permanences disappoint
This card is played
After that card is dealt
Adamant to move slow to test
Continued the next day
Lost feelings are felt
Non-existent in every way
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