No Chime of the Heart
Veins of blood, pale and thin
Running amok, at keeper’s inn
Tortuously dwelled in diversity
Its vitality runs cold, in all proximity
Air tunnels pounding at the doors
Hatches jammed, life is over, no encores
House of chambers stalled in overdrive
Community cells don’t come out alive
fate lurked within those walls
Endangered life to which it stalled
Essentials of life were battered by time
The pendulum stopped after its chime
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