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Tunnels

I walked down this dark path
Down the tunnel of complete despair.
I look to the end of the tunnel,
There is no light there.
Getting Closure a peice at a time,
Today I hum a new chime.
The bell rocks slowly, Loudly, Fatefully rings.
The Clocks hands fall onto 12 and destructively dings.
I have to realiize, Life is a funnel
Swirling down all the remains, but there is light
At the end of this tunnel. 
Written by Monster (Austin Kane Mullins)
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