Ambush
I hear this calling.The banshees lure.
I feel the deep vibrations
throughout my entire body.
The finality of the pounding drums,
the train crashing into my mind,
and the soft muffled screams
of an underground society dying.
What is this activity?
This feeling inside me;
it seems so familiar,
yet too new.
The pain is so empty.
My mind, so blank.
The rhythmic beating,
my pulse hastens.
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