I want to reach out
But my hands are tied
I want to shout
But have no voice
I could cry
But have no tears
And I could die
But have no heart.
Imprisoned
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2 responses to “Imprisoned”
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Interestingly I’ve been having much those same kind of feelings of frustration myself lately. The sense of being handcuffed and gagged, tossed in a chair and told to sit still and shut up.
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Group consciousness? Hey, HiIlary bails tomorrow!
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