Filled

Her mind is filled with the screams of the damned

Roaring over the cracking

Tearing

Ripping

Of the sky

The pounding beat steady

Louder

Louder

Louder

Gutteral cries

Deep down

Agonizingly wet

Time is broken

Everything is at once

Yet nothing ever

Howling

From the corner

Harsh

Deadly

Her mind is filled

She wants it to end

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