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im projected upon a blank screen.

no shadows. no light.

no voices nor souls

yet im under constant

surveillance from the graves beyond.

and im floating,

fleeting,

falling apart.

head boiling, bleeding

and melting into an abyss.

some lake of blood or

tears;

i dont know.

chained,

alone,

and betrayed. my 

body is a jigsaw puzzle

scattered,

an eye dangling from its

socket.

and so i sit. in

this prison of my mind,

consumed w/ hate

with nothing left to drink,

nothing left to fight,

all alone

just waiting around to die.