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Confliction pulling at me night and day,

Besiege upon my soul,

Pushing me further and further away.

I cannot stay here to grow old.

 

Feeling like a prison in which I must stay,

This place I call  home.

Leading to such bittersweet misery,

And desire to escape and roam.

 

 

 

~SS

11/5/17

  • Author: SunSearcher (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 6th, 2017 07:00
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Tony36

    Great write

    • SunSearcher

      Thank you! 🙂

      • Tony36

        Welcome



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