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A Taste of Pure Hell
Originally published
Alone in the middle of the dark
Alone in the middle of the night
Afraid of my surroundings
Afraid of my own self
Darkness covers me
Darkness my dear only friend
Door don't open
Door don't let them come in
They hurt me
They always had
They will do it again
They will
It has happen before
It has been going on for a while
I didn't wanted it to happen
I didn't do anything. . . I swear
God please help me
Get me out of here
Get them away from me
God please let death come to me








