I dream inside a hollowed shell
Dreams of which are part of hell
Silently screaming in the night
Save me from the evil plight
I open my mouth to try to speak
Nothing comes out but a squeak
Hands are tightly bound
Tethered to the cold, hard ground
Break me free of cords that bind
Save me from my pain struck mind

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