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Expecting to depart from life,

going to a place I can rest,

I seal my eyes,

wind picks up,

souls departs from my flesh,

not ordinary,

I feel flesh ripping,

red water splatters, rivers I form,

veins as dancers dangling to a rapid beat,

body trembles,

lose sight of the world I said I would rest,

wide open eye sight unable to move,

goblins and devils are things from the past,

a little girl,

sitting in a abandon building,

heat is felt as she turns her smile falls to a frown,

her skin melts as ice cream introduce into a microwave,

skin burn, her cries are heard,

mind going insane,

bloody corpse leaving a mark,

legs broken in many places, hands detached,

I wish to open my eyes,

senior man walking slow,

roaring

broken jaw,

bone joints would pop as fireworks as he walks,

teenager with wounds of stabs,

bullet holes on his face,

flies over his head,

condors waiting for his collapse,

odor of death,

odor of blood,

odor of depression,

kisses of dark winds,

I want to open my eyes,

a body hanged,

dangling like Christmas lights,

firm, strong, wounds and slashes all over his body,

fluid drops as rain in October,

he smiles, crown of thorns,

he smiles,

I want to open my eyes,

I wanted to rest,

venom fluid begins to fade away,

the red fluid once again travels through the veins,

I want to open my eyes