Life is like a Prison
Unbroken
Unscathed
Mans spirit torn
Thread
When dignaty is taken
Life becomes scorn
The mind is no escape
God lost and forlorn
Like a man that can not scream
Like the weapon that can not aim
You are my arsonal
Pull your finger to the trigger
For I am your gun
For which the portal is now clear
But
Life is like a Prison
My eyes are my windows
My body my cell
Still found tranquility
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