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The Dentist's Chair
The Dentist's Chair
Staring up into the light
Your mouth and body
Frozen in unison
While your mind dreams of escape
The inane radio DJ
Is drowned out
As the drill's
Terror-inducing shrill
Sends shivers down your spine
Second seem like years
As you struggle for breath
With fingers and metal contraptions
Intruding like death
Is this what purgatory is like?
Pushing yourself
Towards the light
Away from what seems
Like eternal hell
When the reaper
Sinks his teeth into me
What awaits
When the waiting-room doors
Finally swing open?
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