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Plague masks bobbing in a sea of tangible shadow
Delirium courses through me like tides of madness
The scent of burning bodies stings my nostrils
Phasing in and out
A needle sliding into my veins
Fading, fading, fading
And then,
Silence.
Delirium courses through me like tides of madness
The scent of burning bodies stings my nostrils
Phasing in and out
A needle sliding into my veins
Fading, fading, fading
And then,
Silence.
I died a long time ago, in a faraway place. The image of those masks followed me through the veil and even now haunt my dreams.
© 2012 - 2024 Zed-of-Venice
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