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Aug 2015
Falling back, I'm losing speed,
please know that I'm not free.
Don't turn around, don't stop and wait.

Tied down, I'm all chained up,
trust me, I've had enough.
But there's nothing here to break my bonds.

I don't expect you to understand,
my brain's not like other men's.
It turns me down, it beats me up.

Metaphysics stretches my mind,
it breaks me down sometimes.
There's nothing here,
there's nothing at all.
Copyright Barry Pietrantonio
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio
Written by
Barry Andrew Pietrantonio  29/M/Salem, New Hampshire
(29/M/Salem, New Hampshire)   
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