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Trapped In a Duty

Often misunderstood The reality of the condemned Opposing viewpoints clashing in a battle of wills The loser of which is erased from history. A story that will never be told Of bravery and perseverance The reward of those who stay vigil to their cause Yet, dormant their souls burn solely for a cause not its own Trying to make their mark on the concrete walls Their fingernails scratch and splinter sound of desperation reigning supreme. The scratch marks never amount to art, just a sad reminder of trapped souls.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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Date: 3/10/2016 12:14:00 AM
Luke, Enjoyed the way you expressed every line. Please keep writing, hope to see a new one from you again. LOVE LINDA
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