The cuffs cold against my skin
The collar tight around my neck
How did I get to be so thin
Why do I feel like such a wreck
Chained to the wall
I wish I could just fall
Tortured for being different
Hunger and thirst overwhelming
I wont give in
They'll never win
I will not change
Who i am
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Author:
Sora (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: May 10th, 2017 12:03
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Anything worth having is worth fighting for .
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