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Palpitations of the heart, keep breathing,
And beneath the dark shadows, he cannot,
In through the door, teeth clenched, and steps heaving,
The devil commits deeds of mindless thoughts,
Watching clocks spin West-ward as hours do pass,
These splinters of sights which I had not sought,
Earlier that night, we'd strolled in the grass,
Now all that's left are footprints and spatter,
It all happened so slow but so fast,
After the deed, he escaped on the ladder,
Trying not to scream, I choked on the urge,
From what I'd witnessed, my thoughts ...