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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