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Jun 2014
They took me prisoner
I think they thought she would pay the ransom
no way, she would rather I die.. so would I
so at midnight I broke out
the screaming of the rings
and the dark dungeon was killing me
I had to escape
run from the outer worlds
just to be a child liken to you

They hid me well
some even worshipped me
but I did not care
I just feared the prison rings
let the sun fall under the horizon
and once again, darkness at it's coldest
let it in the mercy, her supreme
sweet light and darkness
my sister of the prison rings


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
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