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My Torcher Chamber (Free verse) by angel born in hell
There is a place inside my head,
a place where everything is dead.
A place with no love only hate,
the only things that can judge my fate.
The place is like a burning pit of hell,
sorounded by bars like jail.
It's a place for my mind,
a place I like to hide.
My torcher chamber is a living hell,
but sometimes it's the only place left to go.
Because it's all in my mind,
a place you can't see only find
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