Memutar dan Berteriak (Twist and Shout)

Sunday, December 25, 2016

The Box

I am trapped in a box of my own design.
No exits, weak points or seams.
I've lived here my whole life.
Hearing the muffled sounds and bumps of life outside.
I suppose I shall never leave.
After all, I built it for me.

We can't set ourselves free.
Who will rescue me?
Posted by VeracityID at 8:37 PM
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