Tragedy, suffering, terror, destruction,
The damnible induction
Of fear into your heart,
As the ringing slips your jolted mind
Into a state of yielding consciousness
For but a split second, until your urges seize control;
Your feet moving at a speed unbeknownst to you
Until this very moment; in which all you can think,
And all you can do... Is run

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