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Entangled in the back of a midnight SUV ropes climbed my body as far as the eye could see The innocence escaped my soul like Pandora’s box and yet with all of the metal sticks I still refuse to engage with the locks My hope has flown to Hell and there it met it’s match a powerful overdose of despair, depression, and meaningless cash My captors amidst hiding in the front seat covered in blank expressions not even glancing at me The predators lurked just minutes away and shabby duct tape covered what I needed to say Finders keepers my family used to say now it seems anything they touch is where their money seems to lay
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:52 PM UTC
Hostage
Entangled in the back of a midnight SUV ropes climbed my body as far as the eye could see The innocence escaped my soul like Pandora’s box and yet with all of the metal sticks I still refuse to engage with the locks My hope has flown to Hell and there it met it’s match a powerful overdose of despair, depression, and meaningless cash My captors amidst hiding in the front seat covered in blank expressions not even glancing at me The predators lurked just minutes away and shabby duct tape covered what I needed to say Finders keepers my family used to say now it seems anything they touch is where their money seems to lay
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Jul 25, 2018
Jul 25, 2018 at 8:52 PM UTC
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