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Life In A Hot, Windowless Basement Dungeon

I sit and sweat, My pain does swell, I'm living in this unholy hell... Time drags, Like my lamed foot, that twists and turns with glee, The pain so much unendurable Has got the best of me The silence of the empty wallet The silence of the grave It's been me that I have lost, No longer am I brave.. Living in this rat-hole, is like living in a cave.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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