As impossible as it seems,
You cannot rise, but only fall.
Down another step you tread.
Mind the gap.
Mind your head.
Through another nightmare you stroll.
This time, you lose your soul.
Down another step you walk.
Down another step you walk.
Time not to talk.
Time to stalk.
Stalk a person whom you know,
Someone who is down below.
Down another steps thats known,
Albeit this time you are not alone.
And your destiny has been sewn.
Although this number is only three,
Its as many as can be.
Oh, I see you ponder,
You read the title and you wonder,
"You said there were steps times twelve"
But now into the story we shall delve.
All your ideas I shall derail,
And alas, the truth, is now unveiled.
Step one is where you sense your doubt.
When you think another is about.
Step two is when you have a choice.
You ignore that little voice.
Not the one inside your head,
The one saying
"You are dead".
Step three is your final phase,
Where your life shall be erased,
Tut tut my friend,
You should look around before its your end.
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