lunes, 13 de octubre de 2008

Trapped.

Trapped.

No escape.

Frantic squeezing of the eyes.
Maybe if I hope strong enough,
it'll all go away.

Trapped.

Need to move.
Can't move.

Can't lie anymore.
Can't tell the truth.

Trapped.
Trapped.

Trapped, between a wall and you

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