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Looking down a dark tunnel, with no end in sight,
I sense impending doom,
But there's nowhere to go but where we are.
A CLICK!, a BANG!, and a flash of brightest white,
Then suddenly I feel the confusion
As millions of cells line up for food
At the river that's no longer flowing.
As if in a movie, where time can stand still,
It does so now, or nearly so.
I can feel the bullet slowly making its way
Toward eternity, at the rear of my skull.
My nerves rush to send their messages
Before all is lost and their connections are gone.
Moving at the speed of light,
But it is of no use,
For even light couldn't move fast enough
To stop what's already begun.
The insanity slowly releases its hold upon my shattered mind,
Knowing that it is futile to remain,
And letting peace reign for just a moment,
While my cells lay at a forgotten stream
Dying of thirst.
Is that decay I smell?
Or just the cordite from the blast?
My senses seem to be leaving me,
As a red mist lightly covers the world,
And I'm returned to the beginning...
Staring down a tunnel, dark as the night.
Straining my eyes, but finding no end in sight.
Wondering if this is to be my last fight...
Fade to black.