I was taken,
Kidnapped.
Thrown in to a coop,
Laying on the ground.
Cold,
Alone,
I scream for help,
No one comes.
Dragged out feeling no pain.
A knife to the throat in my attempt to escape.
Gasping for my last bit of air.
I wake up.
Back in my bed.
Surrounded,
Sweating.
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