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Dec 2013
Twisting,
Constricting in this tangled web.

Wheres my inner peace?

My calling to be free?
Free from this chaos inside of me!

I don't want to play your 'tic tac toe'
Or hear the 'click click clacking' reminding me you've won

My mind is all that separates the 'slaves of the nation' from myself,
No true calling
No inner desire
Now build down your walls!
No need for a name, your 'security' is just the same.

Keep attaching yourself to objects,
As easy as
Snitch ******!
Now they're gone too
Sarah Mulqueen
Written by
Sarah Mulqueen  Waimate - New Zealand
(Waimate - New Zealand)   
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