Prison

April 22, 2014

I am locked inside a cage

A cage I can not escape.

Maybe one day I'll be free,

I hope.

There is so mch running through my mind

And I don't have the strength to try

To try escaping

This prison I'm in.

You see,

The prisoner and the warden are both me.

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