That night

Walking down the street, 

I heard a strange sound,

The howling of a hound, 

I turned around and recoiled,

Galloping in a maze

Pushed towards a haze

A storm going wild, 

I gasped for breath, 

Vaccum, distress, torment or hell,

The moment my reputation fell,

For years I was mere chaos,

Thinking about the night when,

Walking down the street,

I was forced to be torn apart,

Into pieces unknown. 

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