Hidden
you put me in a place,a small cornnor,
theres no feeling of existance,
life,
or even a breath of cold air,
a place i cant breathe,
a place i cant even see,
but i know im there,
theres no sound,
no lights,
no doors,
no memorys of how i got here,
so what happen to me?,
you left me ,
locked away,
hidden,
for no one to see,
for only you to forget,
of the existing me..
ill come back and haunt you,
when im left for dead,
in this small room,
small place,
small non existing freedom,
for if i lie hear all day,
my bones will shatter,
and wither away.
so when youve forgotten of me,
remember im in this small place,
locked away.
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