My Dungeon

February 15, 2009
By Afterglow_Written BRONZE, Vancouver, Washington
Afterglow_Written BRONZE, Vancouver, Washington
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The ocean sneaks,
the wind roars,
the sand whips;
All around you
these things are
happening.

I never notice
the outside world
the intertwined thoughts
of always being
alone sway through
my head.

The wet and
the damp of
my little stone
dungeon cage me
more than ever
in my darkness.

Please my love
come to me
take me from
my dungeon, save
me from the
pain of my misery.



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