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It injects quietus

Death runs through their blood

It silences them

Lifeless; Worthless; Motionless

 

And they laugh

As their heads feel heavy

Their bodies float

They reach out to grab

And slump

 

They fall

A thud resounds

It echoes in the grey room

It turns to silence

 

A breath parts from their lips,

Death captures it in a kiss

It is an imaginary form

For they have long been gone

 

The watch injects fluid

It injects death

It courses through their veins

It leads straight to their hearts

It is a cycle

It is still a cycle

 

Is it Death's cycle?

No, it is Zero's cycle

And who is Zero?

They do not know

All that they know,

Is that they are dead

 

It injects quietus

Death runs through their blood

It silences them

Lifeless; Motionless; Meaningless.