Fenced In
By Kritter
Clearing one cliff, Another in sight. Never getting out, Always trapped inside. It never ends, It doesn’t go away; Strikes without warning, A shot in the dark. Sometimes I want to run, Sometimes I cry. Sometimes a part of me dies. Written December 11th, 2001 © on Mar 18 2002 03:54 PM PST 18 • 0 • 10
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