The sound of a rusty old clock
Broken windows, creaking doors
Cold breeze piercing through the blanket
Realized
There's no way out
Every day growing older
Realized
There's nowhere to hide
Every day moving slower
Still breathing heavy
windows
through
still
standing
slower
remarks
realized
nowhere
night
choice
older
breeze
bring
breathing
another
piercing
aching
clock
arrogant
basket
growing
rusty
creaking
collapse
broken
doors
enduring
blanket
every
grabbing
looks
heavy
sound
hostile
moving
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