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The sound of thunder

The flash of light as the lightning crashes

In the distance i can hear a child cry

But i cant move

Chained to this cold floor

Unable to move

Not able to speak

The chains weighing me down

Looking up for some sign

Any sign

But there is none

So  alone i sit

Weighed down with these chains

These chains of  sorrow

Waiting  to be freed

Waiting for you to release me

Release me from my pain

My sorrow

My lonesome life