November 2, 2009
By Ziploque34 GOLD, Shoreline, Washington
Ziploque34 GOLD, Shoreline, Washington
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Scared of the dark
Feeling the walls closing in around me
I live without a spark
I wish I were free
Of this prison

Scared of water
Where there is no oxygen
When there is water I feel like there was a big slaughter.
It’s a whole new region
I want to get out of this prison

Scared of the spiders
The way the crawl around
I don’t like their eyes
They make me think of clowns
I want spiders in prison

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