2 b stuck,
2 drown along
with ur ideas,
tryin 2 beak free
of the concrete box tat
contains u
to fail then
try again,
to fail to try,
a helix upon
da life of which
i live,
a dead end,
along da path of which i take,
iron chains boundin me,
takin me away,
wher fog shroulds me
from mah thoughts..
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