Sleeping on my broken record
the alarm sounds
the bell tolls
the screaming echoes
her heart stops
lips shudder
the day fades
and she sees the light
feels the sound
hears the night
seep in
coming stronger
impaling the senses
touching her fate
numb reverberations
beat her to submission
bruise her thoughts
scar her mind
deathly shadows
stock her
taunt her through the maze
corner her
ignoring her pleas
trapped
helpless
playing games
a sick torment
she loses
every time
beat to submission
bruise
scar
dead
An easy release
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