My sanctuary is my secret place
Hidden dak in the valley of gods unseen face
The face of death and turmoil has been washed away
Peace at long last has decided to stay
To share my place would mean its everlasting end.
Back into reality my face will blend
With the meloncholy sadness that on this world lies
And the once strong beating of my heart gradually subsides
My cries for help will mistakenly not be heard
My voice is silent. Not able to utter a single word.
But to regain myself is the very means of my survival
Help it along I will. I am to anxious to await it's arrival.
 
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