my dream of a dungeon

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The right feeling was there.
sought long before I found it
inside the cavern of abyss-like manner
where no one can hear it.

And nothing can get past here
other than me, unless I failed
but I did not, as I was hoping
cause I was needing it. Really.

Even if they looked horribly askance,
enticed by my impeccable appearance,
i found what I missed back then.
The only glow in my scorched past.

I was not locking myself away.
I am trying to escape from this.
But the barriers of grudges and regrets
filled up the once free threshold.

Still, I had my light, piercing
over helplessness and devoid of love
guiding me through the long way
cause there's no shortcut in freedom.

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