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Created on: January 26, 2010
A spray of sporadic shooting stars
Find there way in a deep dark dungeon
Made of hell, hollow as particle wood
veins blue - green it seems
Piercing pain pulsating in my mind
Difficult to fathom what's next
Dark dusty door exit is hell
Doom jumps up and down
A short span spread over too few years
That covers my face with fear
As I struggled to find a safe place
And swim to the abyss.
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