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Jan 2015
They made him a prisoner
gave him a number
no more would he use his name
until this sweet time

He suffers many a curse
chokes on death everyday
but he does not give up
breaking all his chains

No more will he hide
no more the destiny
he has gave it to the limit
and has broke all his chains

He looks like a mental jester
a proverour of all that is dark
he is truly her breast suckerling child
with his will, is breaking all the chains


By Christos Andreas Kourtis aka NeonSolaris
Christos Andreas Kourtis
Written by
Christos Andreas Kourtis  London UK
(London UK)   
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