When Will It Stop?
Everlasting Hopelessness
Ever changing Despair
Every word that they suppress
Chokes my mind of air
Censorship
Like ice cold grip
Strangulation
Strange sensation
My head is fleeting
My hearts barely beating
To every fiber of my being
I cry out
I scream and shout
But the world, it wont stop turning
Just for one mind yearning
My energy has been depleted
I now know I've been defeated
Not striking back I have been seated
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