in
June 10th, 2004
running
fast
followed
help help
screams
run run run
silent
is he
help help
no noise escapes
his clutch
no no
please
he can't hear
mute now
no point to talking
talking wastes energy
ground
solid
frozen
crusty
with ice
men
lying everywhere
sprawled out
grotesque positions
horrified
no sound
death is sweet
he mutters
struggle
escape
running
fast fast
help help
trying to yell
to emit some sound
any sound
but it is to
no use
mute
as death
awake
crying
so scared
help help
she runs in
what is it sweetie
i don't understand
lying in bed
a bed
her bed
sleeping peacefully
rainbows
and
green green grass
splatter my dreams
with joy
all over
happy
and i sleep
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