Ending
Don’t want to!
Screams the little boy
Rage dancing with tears
I see the two monsters
One born of fear
the other a true beast
They hold the boy
prevent and attack
Trying to end
The boy’s will
slowly dimming
A flickering candle
It goes OUT
It goes out
And like a tree
He falls
the arms of monsters
grab his body
and welcome him to Death
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