Held Down

March 18, 2011
Water flowing rapidly





Days slowly changing


Tick tock tick tock tick tock tick tock







Chained by rules

No memory of who I am or where I am






No reflection left of me




Suppressed by my dreams


Family flocking like herds of animals




Cats fleeing like refugees fleeing






The country


Promises erased by the lies of the world




No feeling left in me



In the distance is the sweet smell of success





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