Nothing could be like this Hell,
It's dark and murky and churns.
Goodness here cannot dwell,
Horror and death burn.
This terrible place is my jail.
Melancholy moans echo around.
Another comes as a horrible wail.
Resounding heartbeats echo in my head,
Eyes opening, I find myself safe in bed.
by Ankit Mukherjee
King's College Junior School, Wimbledon
Competition - Once Upon a Dream
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