Number 13

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So close to losing my mind 

in this dark room

there are no windows and lights

for me to see

trying to keep my self to be sane

been in this room for so long

don't know which day is it

don't know where I am 

can't hear noises outside of this dark room

been hearing three knocks within the walls

I tried to reply to the knocks

but my hands were tied up

trying to cry out 

but my mouth is stuffed with a cloth

being trapped in this dark room

fading in and out of conscious

trying to stay awake but can't

slowly submerge in the darkness

slowly losing to breathe

slowly dying

slowly......

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