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Dwellers in the Cellar
Amidst swallowing depths of darkness, I found myself frozen like a mannequin.
The surrounding shadows lurked thick and stout, salivating upon my proximity.
I felt their sinister intentions, vicious delight, akin to sunshine kissing the skin.
One behind the furnace, two by the washer, three... I now run out of proclivity.
In panicking flight, scrambling upstairs to the light, I'm pulled toward the abyss
Demon chains wrapped round my ankles tight, devils gnashing beside my feet
Drinking upon memory supple, my queen of spells bestowed me protective kiss
From the fall, my pride is all that bleeds. I resolve to no return till task complete
Anger and duty push me watchfully past those dwellers that whisper their hate
I retrieve mother's precious garments from the dryer, ascending, my fear abate.
The surrounding shadows lurked thick and stout, salivating upon my proximity.
I felt their sinister intentions, vicious delight, akin to sunshine kissing the skin.
One behind the furnace, two by the washer, three... I now run out of proclivity.
In panicking flight, scrambling upstairs to the light, I'm pulled toward the abyss
Demon chains wrapped round my ankles tight, devils gnashing beside my feet
Drinking upon memory supple, my queen of spells bestowed me protective kiss
From the fall, my pride is all that bleeds. I resolve to no return till task complete
Anger and duty push me watchfully past those dwellers that whisper their hate
I retrieve mother's precious garments from the dryer, ascending, my fear abate.
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