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Sentenced to death by the black robed judge

Sending me into this sleep

Awakening in fear of opening my eyes

Wondering where I could be

Surrounded by darkness I paced my prison

Hoping to clarify its size

I know that the room in its dark state

Was hiding my fate from my eyes

Falling to the floor I lay still scoping a pit

Knowing worse torture was left to come

I questioned the luck of my fall

After this I had fallen asleep

Waking up was not so good

The Chamber was slightly lighted now

And I was bound to a frame of wood

Lying on my back I observed above

The painting resembling time

Hung from this picture directly above

Was a pendulum sharp like a blade

Before me I saw my most definite and gruesome fate

Quicker and closer the hissing blade swinging towards me

Death would be a relief

This torture was slowly killing me

There must be some kind of solution

I lay there still as the blade moved closer

I lay there thinking

Impressions of my past visions of my future

Blind visions, Oh God

What have I done

Suddenly I thought of a way

To break away from this death

Luring the rats that come from the pit

To chew my way free of the frame

With this idea I had broken loose

With little time to spare

I had defeated death itself

And had made the unfair, fair

Oh! But wait! The iron walls were glowing red

The heat intensified as the walls moved closer in

My fate was the circular pit.