They are trapped
In their own volition and time
Their face: a clock with only 12 reactions
Full of romance
They are trapped in a box
Too small for windows and doors
To see the moors of sodden floors
Trapped in a chair
Two tons too lazy
And another half empty
Aug 22, 2017
Aug 22, 2017 at 4:32 PM UTC
They are trapped
In their own volition and time
Their face: a clock with only 12 reactions
Full of romance
They are trapped in a box
Too small for windows and doors
To see the moors of sodden floors
Trapped in a chair
Two tons too lazy
And another half empty
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