The shadows chase me, even in the light I lie and wait for the tortured souls to torment me with thier pains, blaiming and forcing thier hatred.

I am trapped here in this cage, poked and stabbed, like a bird that has lost its will to fly, yet I do not sing either, so what am I but a rotting carcass in a cage of death?

I await for the door to open...but will I be able to walk out, will I be able to escape this hell?

We will see...

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