t h e d u n g e o n

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she locked away her heart

she swallowed the key

it was left

abandoned, alone

it sits in a cell

beneath the dirt and the mud

water drips down stone walls

critters eat away its sweet tissue

u n t i l

u n t i l

a hard, craggy center

is all that remains

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