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BURIED ALIVE
BURIED ALIVE
I ask God to help me but he isn’t listening.
I’ve been buried alive six feet below ground.
My death will be agonising as I start to suffocate.
How did I get here in this terrible place?
Slowly I remember now, what I did.
I faked my own death to escape from prison
but they didn’t release me. So here I remain
running out of air going slowly...
Tuesday 1st May 2012 5:46 pm
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