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Its Cold In Here
Twilight off darkness opening past scars entering into those violated by unpleasant dreams Dumped in a canal left for dead trailed through a wooded area an unknowing victim tortured for hours without mercy or shame I prayed to God to save me with all the strength that he gave me charging these vile beasts falling to the ground broken I fell in my last fight for life Dumped where no one would find me tears falling inside a labyrinth raping over and over again this mind Ghosts appear knowing no bounds dark suckling on a soul's blood I saw myself lying in the water dead nothing seemed real it all felt dreamlike without pain praying in my dream awakening to awful unbearable pain A day had passed I awoke legs and body under water In such aches tearing into my being to see the Devil's own dancing drunk torturing me trying to break my legs casting me lower than an animal the smell of fear ripping at the heart and soul Lips hanging apart such a nightmare one eye almost out off the socket I roared to the Heaven's crying oh God look what they have done to me hours it took to trail myself to safety One kneecap was off the joint the agony was unreal caked in blood trailed myself to safety passed out awakening in hospital doctors said it was a miracle 79 internal bruises on ex-rays missing vital organs by small fractions they said judging by your injuries I was left for dead then they thought i would loose my sight as my iris was damaged thanking God I am still alive I am writing my book called the Irishman's hell for 5 weeks of hell I ate with a straw it was this month many years ago this happened something has brought it all back
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