Dark and empty halls
There is but one sound
Click click click
The footsteps of the last watch
Overseeing the desolate masses
With darkened and recessed eyes
Click click click
Each step passes another door
And behind each door resides
A new person with new demons
Each protected only by the last watch
Click click click
I pace these empty halls
With darkened eyes
Past darkened doorways
Listening to others darkened hearts
paying no mind to my own, beating with my footsteps, drowned out more each doorway, a heart burning ever dimmer, a beat growing ever softer
drowned out
Click
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