RUNNING OUT

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Woosh is the sound of the sand falling 

Beep is the sound of your heartbeat dying

Cries won't be heard but you won't feel blue

Wake up in a room where there's two of you

First is you lying cold on the hospital bed

Second is you, a spirit that was just dead

You turn and see nothing but darkness

No light that'd save your unconsciousness

But there all things moved; your hopes ran high

Turn again just to see your dear family cry

 In the hourglass; the last grain fell

Death came and grabbed you towards hell





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