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calling on the human..

it is not your time to die..

how will you sleep,

when you bleed from your mind?

how will you sleep tonight?

I see you here, standing alone..

the autumn rain awakens you..

I fall into the dirt..

and I see,

the future that hold onto me...

let there be light..

for it has shown itself so close to me that day..

there is a war, inside..

inside..

nails dig into my skin..

blood curdles..

surroundings consist of blessings,

teasing me with their disguise..

my eyes..

my body familiar with my dying mind..

I go back to a time I was innocent..

in my dream, a time unseen in waking life..

I gazed upon a citadel, in a carcass world..

I floated to the top of that world, and watched..

a mother, a father..

almost lost their daughter..

I hovered to a gun,

held it in my hands, I said,

"This will be the one." the man,

looked into my eyes,

something was not right..

the earth, where I came from..

someone was waiting for me..

"I told you.. I told you..

I told you dear...

it is not your time..

I told you...

dear...

told you..

I told you dear....

it is not your time to die..."