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"Free me of my sorrows,

Help me remember tomorrow.

Save me from this hell,

Help me get well.

Save my heart from this cycle,

I hate having to recycle.

Help me break this mask,

It's all I ask.


Free me from this world of halls and doors,

Free me from the gruesome floors.

Hear my cry, before I die."

The note said as it laid in front of a rusty door.

Scattered blood stains all over the place, making the little girl shiver to the core.

She screamed at the top of her lungs,"No more!" No replies were heard as her voice echoed throughout the halls.

The halls just seemed to spiral more as she walked passed another rusted door.

She walked on till she was enveloped in darkness, weeping heard in the distance.

When she went to investigate she fell under a spell.

A dark taunting one she could tell.


It held her in it's grasps taking away every breath she breathed until the pain ceased.

Light suddenly surrounded her and she was in chains, roses lined up around the room, a cage around her.

A trapped bird it may seem.

Looking around, she must have become the girl from the note as fire rose around her, forcing her eyes to close.

Darkness, something she met once again.

Her voice echoed wanting the sense of freedom, but instead re-entered the twisted kingdom.


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