Hanging in the air

The rich odor of despair

How, why did I get in this place

With destruction scrawled with a smile across my face

Cracked lines in the pavement I dare not trace

The smoking falling casing

My thoughts are racing, pacing

Could I be responsible for death?

I taste it bitter in my breath

Crimson blood sliding around my soles

Imprints on my soul

Seeping, flowing everywhere

Oh the despair….

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