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Dec 2012
The world is my beautiful prison, it's locks of untimely beauty,
It's bars of branches and cemented pathways, darkness never really comes, street lights pave the way
This kingdom reigns; it's a system engrained into every new child
Living into the wild discovery of traps and deceit pulled in by sensational waves, appeal of aesthetics and energy burning along the sensory nerves of an *****
We don't escape this shell; always coming back new in despair and mystery
Living through misery and pain
And stripped down to the very basics of what a soul can be
In this damning biological body
Our spirit continues to stay mortal
Are we ready to be let outside?
it's been too long, it's been such a long time; let the memories come home.
Written by
Kenneth Fox
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