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To lie awake and listen
Isn't that Hell enough?
While one's own demands taunt,
and torment a man
In his own cell,
Where he has no place to hide.
It's as if your cell comes to life,
And encloses down and in,
Upon you only to laugh hidiously in your face,
While you become one with the bars that will,
Forever and Always cage you in.