Basement-Den nights spentA Poem by isiah_holmesAs i search, this is what i find Best friends do their worst to hide Lurking through my basement wall's Shooting through a blissless call Something seems to bother me Something needs to be set free Crawl inside, we walk right in Settle as the night begins Familiar faces gather around Drown in by a rhythmic sound Bleeding eyes continue to see, this is how your night will be! Inside! Inside! Never before have you felt shame Never before have you known fame Samely crying in a well Cruelly denying me food to sell Stomachs twist in knots inside Searching for manikins to march beside!
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