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Dec 2012
Locked in a cold, prison they call the hospital.
The drapes of death creeping between the rooms.
The shaking, the crying, the immense pain.
No one to hold me, no one to protect me.
The fears the phobias of this life overtake me.
For if I close my eyes for just one second, I just might leave this world.
Escalus
Written by
Escalus  Thomaston, Georgia.
(Thomaston, Georgia.)   
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   Gnirednaw and Timothy
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