I rushed down the pristine white halls.
On a wall, there I saw
Awfully comforting
Mentally intruding
Monochrome painting with eyes empty and black
I paused and stared back
Something so trivial should not induce dread
More importance is right up ahead
Crying, all the tears I’ve wept
Behind the salt and roses left
Anguish trails behind me
I notice they are weary
Reminiscing that nauseous smell
Bringing back those painful yells
Everlasting melancholy
Living inside within me
Drags the image of that creature
With that haunting nature
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