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Created on: January 12, 2007 Last Updated: May 20, 2007
Trapped inside a hell that can not be left.
Light sucked from what vision I can see.
What is this place that I have been locked in?
Laying here on the cold wet floor,
A floor I have known so well,
Why now am I lost here unable to see the truth?
I am naked, stripped of all that I have.
All possessions taken from my hands.
How can I regain what I have lost?
Questions and Answers are all that I search for.
Lost in the world of Exile far from what I have known.
Why am I not scared?
The answers my dear ones is in the words.
I have been condemned to my own body.
This cell is my heart.
I am alone, castaway from all that is pure.
Stuck in the dungeon I have come to know.
I am numb, lifeless, and confused.
I have been exiled!
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