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I Am Trapped
Lost in a world of regrets and dejection Struggling for an escape But I am shackled between a rock and a hard place With no key in sight and no help coming my way I am trapped. Flung into a world that hates me but needs me A world with its foot on my neck The more I struggle, the more the diseased, putrid-smelling member Crushes nearly the life out of me I am trapped. The open road to nowhere calls me to liberation But responsibility and maturity have Placed a Denver boot on my golden chariot And have stolen the reigns of my white stallion I am trapped. A sword falls before my feet With the balm of relief at its tip Beckoning me to impale My already lifeless body Onto its medicine But God and hellfire Prevent my eager hands from Injecting my body with its medicine I am trapped. What did I do to be plunged Into this perpetual prison? The bars to my cell Are far too solid to destroy To whom can I cry out to And how can I know they can hear me? Who is able and willing To rescue this damoiseau in distress And how long must I wait? How long my I hang my harp on a willow tree And weep? How long will it be Until I am free? I am trapped… I am trapped… I am trapped.
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