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Eden

I live in a box Not a fancy one at that Just a box My box is pitch dark There is no light in here I live in a cold box Not a frosty box either Just a cold box I cannot find the walls of my box Only see them there in the darkness Just beyond my reach My box is without window My box is without door And the lid is too high to reach I live in a box There is no escape For my box is just . . . My box is my life My prison Box

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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