It was cold as hell when they threw me into that well Icecycles forming on my skin-my breath getting shorter cause the air is turning thin My sight fading away and my body starts to sway as I pray that someone find me and take me away Illusions of those long since dead-gotta stay sane and put positive things in my head! I try to call out for help but I find myself weak so I cannot speak-things never seemed so bleak! Grand visions of dreams never fulfilled cause they wanted to see my blood spill! With all my will and a little extra skill I slowly pull myself to the top-I can't stop cause I'll definitely drop! I finally see the light so bright-smiling cause I made their wrong right!Birth sign: Scorpio
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