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I took a midnight journey through the darkest night. 
I started traveling before twilight. 
In the beginning I had no destination. 
As I progressed I learned through desperation. 
The shadows I passed kept calling my name. 
I didn't understand the nature of their game. 
The message they sent me seemed cruel and inhumane. 
They spoke about a journey on a sightless train. 
They said if I wanted to reach my goal. 
I'd have to release to them my soul. 
" That was too great a price. " I said. 
They replied, " Its too late, you're already dead. " 
As my screams echo through the darkness. 
My fate was clear with utter abruptness. 
The shadows reached out to take my hand. 
I withdrew and prepared for a stand. 
They told me not to fight or resist. 
It would be easier to relax and assist. 
My mind couldn't believe what my ears were hearing. 
From deep inside I could hear a cheering. 
Somewhere deep in my inner recesses, 
I was relieved there'd be no more guesses. 
My rage clenched fists began to relax. 
Thats when I saw the glint of the ax. 
With one final sound I heard the end. 
It made a sound just like the wind. 
The noise was the passage of my head. 
Leaving me forever doomed in the Halls of the Dead.


Written on 9/30/16

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