jueves, 19 de mayo de 2011

Trapped.

I am naked in the dark.
With a pain that goes beyond the strike of stone or metal.
Trapped.
I cannot get out. Because there's nothing.
Nothing.

All I hear in the distant nowhere are the voices of angels.
Singing to me as if they were calling me home.
As if death was near.

I cannot get out.

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