An Inescapable Damnation
My bones turned to ice as the chill engulfed me.
The warmth my warmth ripped from my chest
A piercing shriek tore through the earth,
And warned me, that it was my time to give up all rest.
The sky is black ...black as the plague
With the moon on a stair to greet me.
I try to turn I try to fight!
But alas an inevitable prison awaits me.
Consumed by fatigue my nerves are a wreck,
As I leave my sanity behind
The gates to Hell open and school awaits me,
While I ponder as to what was my crime?
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