Unheeding of what they mean
Torrents of emotion of a throat slashed
Now unable to make a sound
Splattered like blood across a wall
In a grostesque murder scene
Flashbulbs bursting in blinding light
These words trying to capture
The unspeakable horror of my soul
The corpse of what's left of me
Bloodily wiped across time
Left on the mottled floor of the Universe
With people walking around
Mindless of what has happened
Just another dream murdered
To be filed away unsolved
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