Home
Chained in shackles
Nowhere to run
Day and Night
Empty, Hungry
Dry, Thirsty
Harsh tone
Poisoned words
Sometimes a shout
Sometimes a fist
Pain, Hurting
Can’t escape
Crimson color
Fractured body
Broken heart
This is home
It’s all I have
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