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The Dark Savior Pg-13, 2-4-03
The walls are smaller then I remember.
Maybe this is the time I could get over and away.
But then I spotted him,
The guard that denies my release.
Strong and quit tall.
Is it true?
This is a different man.
He looks gentle and kind,
Unlike the hard and cruel face of the other sentinel.
He moves from the wall to my prison cell.
The small light I have
Lights up his slightly pale features.
As he speaks his words put me in a tender trance
And gives me hope.
He tells of a way out,
But there is just one catch.
I would have to trust him.
That word,
That disguising word!
Do I take his hand or
Decay here in my cell.
Without thought I grasp his out stretched palm.
His hand gently grabs mine back.
It makes me feel rather safe.
At last I am running away from misery with this man.
And soon I will forget about my cell,
And the misery that was left behind
Trapped within those 4 walls,
Of blackened stone.