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Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Trapped


Bound by Pride
Driven by Ambition
False Pilar of Praise
Surrounded by lies
Ice cold heart
Turns to stone;
I am empty
Bound and broken
Unheard screams of despair
Sleep won't come soon enough
One last cry
Let the sun set in my eyes



Life is too short; Cherish each day that you are given, it is not a gift but a blessing
Pencil and ink on paper

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