Being Captured
They take me away
across the campus
into the black van
away from the stares
They take me away
to the place I hate
the fence that confines
the men in dark suits
They take me away
into this lewd place
all I feel is fear
creeping to my soul
They take me away
but I'm free at last
running from the men
the shadows of night
I'm free at last
I hide in plain sight
as one of the guards
they'll never find me
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