# self-fulfilling prophecy

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close my eyes
i feel my head hurt, then it stop
i hear my heart pounding, non-stop
i smell a familiar scent
but
i see nothing, bleak black
for i walked into the abyss
alone like everyone else
but…
with nothing in hands and barefooted

returned
but the man who walked in was never return

no one ever return the same
it got something of us all
it got something
of every man who walks in…

-R