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The Infinite Abyss

written by: T.W.N.D

Pounding.
Insane and constant

Pounding.

It's so loud, all else fades

And when there's an attempt to

Focus,

No such luck.

Over and over

The same scenarios,

The same words,

Speeches,

Faces,

And people.

Pounding.
Undesireable and ungodly
Pounding.

Causing the ground to fog

And every other noise

Obsolete.

That attempt to change,

Break free

And think of other thoughts,

Never happens.

It doesn't matter

What's desired in the end,

Too weak
.

Pounding.
Aching and stressed

Pounding.

System overload,

Cannot compute,

No longer focused on

Anything.

That steady rhythm

Forever going,

Goes, but is always incomplete.

Never a finished

Thought, and only

Broken words.

Pounding.
Insane and constant,

Pounding.

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