Wednesday, October 1, 2008

Escape Comments

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It's a prison, it has bound me, it has rooted me to the ground
I try to wriggle away, to run away, forget everything around
But it's grip is hard so I cant be let loose, it has held me down
so I rock on the cold rough surface, lulling a sleep, lips turned frown
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