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My End

Is Near

And I

Can Hear

My Memories

Collapsing

In

Their Decayed Bones

The Horror materializes

Rotating dimensional

Drooling protoplasm falls

The Wind

Lick My humid Bones

As The Sun Did

I Find Myself So Far

From Yesterday

Hopeless

Hopeless

Hopeless!

Hopeless!

Its The Tindalos

Its The Tindalos

Its The Tindalos

Hounds