Shackles... cling, clang, cling, clang... heavy
burden in my soul... tied... nowhere to run... in a dungeon... dark, cold,
moist... buried in the deepest of memory... cling, clang, cling, clang... all I
hear as I walk... like a ghost... like a soulless heart... no history... no
life... heavy, so heavy this shackles .. bleeding ankles... scared wrist... all
failed attempts to my escape... what are they made of?... why can't they be break?...
cling, clang, cling, clang... shackles... made in my head...
Aug 16 2012
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