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Silent battles being fought perpetually

No winners no losers, futility

Images melding unconsciously

Until the stone begins to bleed

The only constant thing being change

Mind alters to receive another batch

Depicting horror so common

It fails to recognize the pain

HIS-

Vision blurs everything turns red

This is a one-way ticket

And there's no coming back

Fire blazing

Muted agony

Colors changing

So beautifully...

NO WAY BACK!!!

Hot lead piercing his skin and flesh

As the darkness unfolds around him

A bloody trail leading to the corpse

Adding the last piece to the big picture...

MY -

Vision blurs, everything turns red

This is a one-way ticket

And there's no coming back