The air is dampand moist around me. It's dark, I can't see anything. I'm trapped here, And this is the place I fear the most. Desperately I feel the walls for a way out, But find nothing. I become frantic, And wonder how I got here. I begin to feel cold. My mind goes blank. I miss my loved ones, Then I begin to hate them. Why aren't they here to help me? Can no one see that I am suffering? No matter how many times I call for help, No one comes. I am alone, And I'm getting colder. This is my heart, And I'm beginning to think that no one will save me from it. But I hope that someone will help me change it. *Witch Blade*
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