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In shackles Iron, steel shackles I strain, but my heart beats Beats, thudding through the chains Enforces them And in the dark, damp room I just want light, flooding That beautiful, hypnotising light Flooding into the room But a slim hope is always Always better than none I hold back, I look The door sometimes creaks open, then thuds shut Or maybe it’s all me I’m going crazy I just want to open that door

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Nov 29, 2025

Nov 29, 2025 at 9:02 AM UTC

That closed door

In shackles Iron, steel shackles I strain, but my heart beats Beats, thudding through the chains Enforces them And in the dark, damp room I just want light, flooding That beautiful, hypnotising light Flooding into the room But a slim hope is always Always better than none I hold back, I look The door sometimes creaks open, then thuds shut Or maybe it’s all me I’m going crazy I just want to open that door

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Pitter Patter Rain, dripping like tears Yet a dead man can’t hear Fizzle Sizzle Fire, fighting to be free Yet a dead man can’t see Moan Groan Pain, cold and hard like steel Yet a dead man can’t feel Swoosh Whoosh Odour, coming straight from hell Yet a dead man can’t smell Drip Drop Acid, liquid from the waste Yet a dead man can’t taste Gasp Rasp We fear, we try to stall But peace, silence—this is where we find it all

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Nov 17, 2025

Nov 17, 2025 at 7:29 AM UTC

A dead man can’t

Pitter Patter Rain, dripping like tears Yet a dead man can’t hear Fizzle Sizzle Fire, fighting to be free Yet a dead man can’t see Moan Groan Pain, cold and hard like steel Yet a dead man can’t feel Swoosh Whoosh Odour, coming straight from hell Yet a dead man can’t smell Drip Drop Acid, liquid from the waste Yet a dead man can’t taste Gasp Rasp We fear, we try to stall But peace, silence—this is where we find it all

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Fire Ash and wood A spark A spark is all it takes For the flicker to grow Ignite, burn The lamp in the forest Like the thousands that burned before him Some burned brighter, others less Some spread to the trees, some died to the wind But it rains Plip-plop the sky goes And he goes out The forest, dark again, yet more fires will ignite, will illuminate Just like how he flickered, burned, and died out From dust he come and to dust he returns Just a small fire in the vast forest

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Nov 17, 2025

Nov 17, 2025 at 6:55 AM UTC

Fire

Fire Ash and wood A spark A spark is all it takes For the flicker to grow Ignite, burn The lamp in the forest Like the thousands that burned before him Some burned brighter, others less Some spread to the trees, some died to the wind But it rains Plip-plop the sky goes And he goes out The forest, dark again, yet more fires will ignite, will illuminate Just like how he flickered, burned, and died out From dust he come and to dust he returns Just a small fire in the vast forest

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