Thinking of Fear
Feardark chamber holding me against my will
Fearing this place
the chains around my wrist and feet
Fearing
crying about this place i wanted to be
free from
Fearful of the cold eyes
looking upon my body
seeing the light
I want to be free
The sun light and clouds
I want to get out of here
I want to see the light of the sun
Smell the flowers of the ground outside
I want to be free out of this
Dark chamber
Please FEAR let me free
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