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Dec 2020
Bound, bound, bonds
*******
A ***** glance, a frown, a sneer
A hostage
I'm kept, stolen and handed out
Stout beer, a stout bottle of bitter beer
I'm passed over with no doubt
No fear
Kept and praised, so dull over the days
Hostage is now holding down tears
Got in a web, in a puzzling maze
Woods, roads, chase
After something
Something else
A circling race
Fearful
Doubtless
Meaningful
Meaningless
Kept, stolen
And handed out
Again and again
Bonds
(please read into it whatever you want, it's just a (kinda) rhymed flow of consciousness.)
Written by
Anastasiya Antropova  26/Agender
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