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Jan 2015
If no one listens
how can anyone hear
my pleas for help
I'm scared wet and
mad at the person
who put me here
in this well

The walls are
covered in moss
and I couldn't
climb if I tired
please oh please
get me out of
this well

Its filling up
fast as my tears
pile up I'm on
my knees yelling
please oh please
let me out of...
oh look a ladder
Zavid
Written by
Zavid  Camden, SC
(Camden, SC)   
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