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Trapped MAG
He used to drink, like you wouldn't believe.
And I was stuck, I couldn't leave.
Never have I witnessed such a disgrace.
I knew there was no way out, I could tell by his face.
Downstairs was where his anger dwelled.
Punished them for what they held.
I heard them cry, I heard them scream.
I just pretended that it was a dream.
Two of the ways by which I saw.
I felt bad for the holder of the shortest straw.
Yells engulfed this hollow room.
I thought I was gone, this was my doom.
But I found my way - it's out of his.
But it's too bad for the other kids.
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