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Prisoner
Contributed by
gwenevere
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Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 04:57:21 AM in AEST
Topic:
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I sit inside my prison cell
Think I really am in hell
Drip, drip, drip , a tortuous sound
As the water hits the ground
Chink by chink, I feel the chains
Bloodied hands, I feel the pains
See the rat's go scurrying by
Waiting for the time I die
Dark, decaying, air so cold
Smell the rotting,foul and old
Save me , save me, hear my plea
Prove my innocence, set me free
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gwenevere
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2005-08-13 04:57:21]
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Re: Prisoner
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by Bruce on
Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 06:49:00 AM AEST
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| how true that is. good write. you must feel for the innocent |
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Re: Prisoner
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by pUnKa_RaCh on
Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 08:50:52 AM AEST
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i liked the word imagery...it was so real i could almost feel the cold and smell the decaying rats..... and your desperation was made obvious.
powerful write! |
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Re: Prisoner
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by bernard2 on
Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 09:58:49 AM AEST
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| I had to shudder as I read this Gwenevere. Greta poem top marks from bernard2 |
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Re: Prisoner
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 13th August 2005 @ 01:03:57 PM AEST
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Nice write true to life and deep in it's straight foward emotions . . .
Ben |
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