Dripping and splashing
A pool of water,
Little groans, echoing
Rubbing and stretching
Chains clinking,
On the floor, a dark pit
Either day or night
How many? When was it?
What is now? How old?
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Alright, why are you here?
Can't tell, don't remember
Pause, play, finally,
Can't think, my mind, silent
Thought I was on the ledge,
About to fall into craziness
Now, I can shut my eyes
From darkness to blindness,
To imagine forgiveness, a light
Piercing through cracks in the stone wall
Falling straight to my darkened heart
Breaking chains off my hands and feet
Setting free, my soul,
To rise up, like a dove,
Into the blue sky
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