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Trapped In Elevator
In my mind I was on the six hundred-sixty six-floor; In Hades Things weren't well I need help Satan's elevator got me so elevated, escalated, heightened, high, increased, all jacked up, raised I keep pushing the seventh button but the door keeps shut it doesn't open This moving box extreme, full, hot I'm maximized, peaked, sky-high, utmost lost Trapped in this electric box that keeps moving at the speed of light I'm falling, falling scared so hearts pounding I am crying Sweating think I'm dying vertigo spinning Doors not opening Satan's still laughing I'm trapped in a here open up the door Finally Completed I concluded done ended, finished, The elevator button has loosened it's unlit seven has lighted up I've accomplished, achieved, attained, compassed, realized My freedom the door now opens guess what I'm in heaven Dead in this elevator defunct, extinct, kaput I'm absolutely expired As I open my eyes and wipe the sweat off my brow ”DING” I realize I'm on the seventh floor door opens I'm in heaven 8/13/19 written by James Edward Lee Sr.©2019 written for project North Omaha Writers Group (NOW)assignment
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