Ghosts

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Suicude/Death

The darkened walls surround me,

The door to Hell is locked.

There is no light around me,

Inside, my mind is blocked.



I lie so still,

It’s hard to breathe.

Lying in the big black box,

That is surrounding me.



They seem to talk in jumbles,

As they slowly move about.

The lid is slowly closing,

My flame has been put out.

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