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Gilbertay
Back to where my life, a utopia shinned,

I felt chained, invincible to all.

Now to a time wrong, my smiles timed,

I feel torn, and invulnerable to all.



I am alone in this cold dark covered well,

I scratch the wall, hungering the surface

This state shoots and flies aiming to kill.

My only hope, a rope will come and kill this.



New eras of cold and dark covered wells comes,

I look for answers to a rope pulling me out.

I search, toys and light alike, broken in slumps.

Mind hungry for light the answer never to spout.



I am alone in this cold dark covered well,

I scratch the wall, hungering the surface

This state shoots and flies aiming to kill.

My only hope, a rope will come and kill this.





Hope, Wisdom, Love all children to summer,

My hunger for my toys only digs to a slumber,

Ones who lighted me then,

Ones who kill me full ten.
Back-up Battery.
Amazing.
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I am alone in this cold dark covered well,

I scratch the wall, hungering the surface


It has a sad almost scary feel to it. for me.
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