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My eyes to the carcass of time are open windows.
Portals to a labyrinth of torment, they do not blink.
The loneliness reflected in their tears only grows,
As deeper into the abyss of my thoughts I sink.
I see myself, as I am now: anxious and alone.
Staring impassively at the walls of my cell,
In the comatose night I dream of home,
And assess the milieu known as hell.
As humanity around me sleeps silently,
I listen to the faint rock songs in the distance.
Or is that just my heart beating violently?
Or the maelstrom in my head seeking assistance?
They can’t comprehend, can’t fully understand,
The intricacy of our endeavour,
Someday we’ll escape hand in hand,
And we’ll finally be together.
Have a little faith, have a little patience.
Naïve we have been, young we may be still.
Fight, struggle on the path of resistance,
And break free from these manacles we will.
2007-08-11
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