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Freedom, they said, was for all, But it became a privilege— rationed, conditional. Laws were written in the ink of fear, Meant to bind us but never them. Papers dictated our worth, Time slots our movements. For what felt like endless seasons, My world shrank to walls and whispers. A yard became my horizon, A car my only escape. Truth was silenced, Questions outlawed. They called it protection, But it felt like exile. The Constitution became fragile glass, Shattering under the weight of hypocrisy. Freedom was not free; It was a cage lined with lies, Its door held shut by fear. I lost more than days—I lost trust. The land of the free stood still, Its anthem drowned in passive compliance.
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Jan 11, 2025
Jan 11, 2025 at 10:14 PM UTC
SoulPhelan_Unbound
Against My Defiance
Freedom, they said, was for all, But it became a privilege— rationed, conditional. Laws were written in the ink of fear, Meant to bind us but never them. Papers dictated our worth, Time slots our movements. For what felt like endless seasons, My world shrank to walls and whispers. A yard became my horizon, A car my only escape. Truth was silenced, Questions outlawed. They called it protection, But it felt like exile. The Constitution became fragile glass, Shattering under the weight of hypocrisy. Freedom was not free; It was a cage lined with lies, Its door held shut by fear. I lost more than days—I lost trust. The land of the free stood still, Its anthem drowned in passive compliance.
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