This place

September 15, 2011
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Roses with thorns and needles.
People with impossible riddles.
Dark, cold places with nothing but chains.
Efforts to change, efforts in vain.
Broken bones, broken hearts.
Broken souls, shattered, in shards.
Lost, begging, wanting to be found.
Fear, frozen, absolutely no sound.
Here it takes work to keep sane.
Must protect when evil falls like rain.
One day you'll escape this place filled with pain.

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