May 16, 2010
Berried under ashes and stone
Never to escape
Berried alive
Losing air
Losing strength,
Still holding on
Loss of hope
Never to be found
Never to escape
Suffocating slowly
The hold from above is to strong
I sink to my knees
As I take my last breathe of air and fall…

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