Lights flicker non-stop,

Bodies block my way.

Darkness shows the truth

Never seen by day.


Horror clogs my throat,

A weak cry creeps out.

“How did I get here?”

I run as I shout.


Arms reach for me.

They want me to stay.

I refuse to join

the games The Dead play.




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