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In this prison full of lies The cells are oversize But the walls... They ain't made of concrete bricks, They ain't breaking with just six Wrecking ball kicks. And the windows... Oh, my sweet child, the windows... They don't even exist. There's no piercing light, No chasing dreams, no flying kite, No escaping hopes, Just me and my thoughts... I'm pacing blind In this prison that's my mind.
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Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 5:30 PM UTC
Prison
In this prison full of lies The cells are oversize But the walls... They ain't made of concrete bricks, They ain't breaking with just six Wrecking ball kicks. And the windows... Oh, my sweet child, the windows... They don't even exist. There's no piercing light, No chasing dreams, no flying kite, No escaping hopes, Just me and my thoughts... I'm pacing blind In this prison that's my mind.
One of my first ever poems in English.
#prison#mind#trapped#blind#darkness#alone
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stormyskies98
19/F/Romania
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 5:30 PM UTC
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