Miserously Trapped - Poem by Jennifer Ottinger
My hand can't quite reach,
And I can't quite see.
My essence reaches farther,
The thoughts linger.
Wrapped around every word,
Slowly suffocating in the Prison,
Yet your oblivious.
My lips are sealed,
Put me out of my misery.
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