locked in prison
endless reams of mystification
why this chastisement
why do i feel no guilt or shame?
just a cell full of questions
why am i here?
i speak to a ghost-playful as ever
but that cannot be-never!
why am i not saved? where is my lover?
devoid of emotion, just feet that want to run
breaking through the walls and bars
running through a football field
unable to stop dashing------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
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-Vijayalakshmi Harish
13.10.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
Oct 13, 2012
Oct 13, 2012 at 12:05 AM UTC
locked in prison
endless reams of mystification
why this chastisement
why do i feel no guilt or shame?
just a cell full of questions
why am i here?
i speak to a ghost-playful as ever
but that cannot be-never!
why am i not saved? where is my lover?
devoid of emotion, just feet that want to run
breaking through the walls and bars
running through a football field
unable to stop dashing------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------....
-Vijayalakshmi Harish
13.10.2012
Copyright © Vijayalakshmi Harish
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