Frozen Solid In An Odd Confinement
i come undone
the glue doesn't stick
the takers win
they are too slick
i just want peace
not too much to ask
they don't release
it's too much of a task
i seek a breeze
the sun won't budge
no hint of ease
no need for a nudge
i just go back in
return to the normal
the walls remain thin
no need to be formal
i bang my head
i swallow my pride
until i'm dead
now i can hide
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