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CHAINS.
Cold and lifeless they felt against my skin,binding and restricting they did.
The thought of escape or freedom mocked down at me from afar, laughing at my helplessness and rejoicing at the pain they derived from my agony.
The more I struggled with the chains, the more restricted I get and confined, I could only hope for the distant rays of freedom that lies beyond my reach, for I am down the shallow pit.
© phantom2ink
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