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Doomed to realms of Evergloom.

Entombed in abyssal fumes.

A death grip on this noose still around my throat.

Sunk into the crumbling soil below.

Bones are shattered, swaying from the gallows.

Lingering noose, suffocating eternity.

Asphyxiated, collapse under its immensity.

Cast to stone like pillars supporting the cosmos.

An outer world I will never know.

Held in my hands yet out of reach.

Foreboding thoughts linger eternally.

Void, lost in abyssal fumes.

Subterranean tomb.

Inanimate servitude.

Void lost.

Doomed to realms of Evergloom.

Entombed in abyssal fumes.

A death grip on this phantom noose still around my throat.