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June 14, 2011
By Exacting SILVER, New York, New York
Exacting SILVER, New York, New York
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I don't want this piece of metal like this
A heavy constriction on my whole life
I want to give other people a kiss
Holding at my neck to cot me, a knife
Like I am your prisoner
Following a schedule by other
Only allowing a few visitors.
People you don't know you won't bother
But the pleasure is always being with you
Locked in the paradise of our space
It's not mine cause I'm always filled with gloom
We hid the truth behind a mask of lace
Although it is normal it shouldn't be true
I don't think this is something I can do

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on Jul. 5 2011 at 1:55 am
David Slotemaker BRONZE, Custer, Washington
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LOVE it!!! Really meaningful, and I feel like I can relate to this. Good job :)