Am I In or Out?

April 29, 2013
I'm on one side of a chain-link fence.
The hot sun beats down on my luminescent skin
I feel my heart get dense.
Who, in this battle of destruction, will win?

I'm torn apart inside
So I run my fingers on the fence,
A little grin
Feeling again.

I hear a wicked woman,
A coach.
Another one in the distance, but a man.

Maybe they aren't distant
Maybe it's me.
Are they in the fence,
or am I?
I can't get away from it.
It and all coming with it.
They leave, but I'm stuck.

I'm locked in on the free side of the fence.

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