Feasting on a loosed soul, scamperings and shredding is heard
Screaming and cries for help is also heard
Tries to reach out a hand no one's taking it, it's stays still tho, hand reaching out in hope which is soon faded as the hand is retracted back and the soul sets itself to whatever may
The final scream is heard and everywhere goes quiet.
Nothing's left,what must've been done wasn't and now all is gone
Still in the process of decision making today a soul is gone tomorrow it might be you.
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