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Weakness

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Day 1

"AAAAH!". I woke up screaming, only to see the empty room in front of me again.
with sole me and you in here I welcome you friend,
my name is Amy.
Locked in by some psychopath I fed on scratch day by day
whereas now he gave me a diary to write in.
His intentions I cannot guess..
How long has it been I wonder, since he caged me.
However, Unbroken I remain, for I have to get back to my loved ones.
with that in mind, I train myself each day, hoping it will be helpful someday.

*door opens*

"good day Amy, I see you've taken the opportunity to write in your dairy? good girl".

I do not respond, I shouldn't partake in his mind games, it would be a waste of energy.
my rage has been long extinguished, but my will remains firm.
I must remain strong.
wait I shall, for the right moment to break free.

This curse of mine,
shatters my hopes and dreams
with sole my life to keep..
chosen routes will be ignored
leaving only the ones I regret..
Why o why must I endure
if the way out is right out of that door..
tears drop by
as I sit down in my prison
surrounded, yet alone
please...
could someone unlock the prison door?All Rights Reserved

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