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Mar 2014
Slithering along the basement wall,

slipping in blood, down darkened hall,

candle lit way, sweat rolls down

breathing rapid, I'm at a crawl...

Reaching the end of outstretched chain,

writhing in blackness and undeniable pain,

flickering flame, barely a light,

trapped in a prison, not knowing my name...

Somebody hear me, help set me free,

this basement dungeon isn't for me,

If you're done with malice and torment,

blow out the candle, quickly **** thee...
michael gagain
Written by
michael gagain  new york
(new york)   
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