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Dirt
drinking the hemlock,
no more tomorrows,
stare into the abyss,
the end has begun,
Out of time you have run,
these bones settle soon,
in the dirt, there they shall build
the ruins of your life,
In dirt, forever, resting, sleeping
without dreams, staring at the ceiling
of the pit, you have fallen into,
no more tomorrows.
drinking the hemlock,
falling asleep,
waking up to forever,
buried in dirt
Forever in dirt,
return to that clay,
extinguished fire,
this fucking earth.
You cannot run from
what you are
