Nothing
Blood flows.
Death walks.
Cries come.
Bodies everywhere.
No life.
Nothing around.
Nothing breathes.
Nothing lives.
Decca surrounds the world.
Death guides the souls.
Nothing awakes.
Nothing moves.
Nothing survives.
Blood—Black.
Darkness overtakes.
Happiness does not exist.
Everything gone.
Nothing there.
Nothing here.
Nothing—Nothing.
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