Tears of blood.
Pain and Suffering.
Along with misery.
Hoping someone would come to same them.
To wait for the day they are saved,
Or wait for the day of exile.
Pain, Suffering and Misery.
Is all what they feel.
In those dim lighted cages,
In the damp, damp, cold cellar.
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