it seems the chamber ha had it's way/
no longer is doin time doin childs play/
at every turn the spirits strangled/
lookin for ways out that are only tangled/
thouhgts moving in areas unknown landing in places where nothing is groewn/
through bare`cold bars/
blue eyes stare where a place no one feels tha glare

This was a good start of a poem,wish it was longer,it kinda stopped short a bit, but your words were good for the content...keep droppin man...1

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