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I don't have very many dreams or goals that most people have, some that are definitely unreachable, but worth striving for. Every now and then I write a story in my head or pen a poem down. The only way I know how to express myself through words is through my writing.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Trapped

Smothered in lies
Insanity circulates
Truthfulness cause pain
Breathing in and out
Pure hatred inflames
Cries of freedom never reached
Burning in the pits of darkness
Trapped inside reality
Cruelness and broken
All alone

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