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The Quick and the Dead
I watched the shit dripping from the walls,
I watched the piss rolling down the windows,
The stench overwhelmed me
and I fell into a state of unconsciousness.
A nightmare emerged of tortured souls in crimson coffins
Turning in their graves to avoid the violence of the living.
Crippled corpses shielding their eyes from the hellish sight
of the quick ridiculing and repulsing the quick.
Monday 14th May 2018 10:23 am
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