Shackles of my thoughts,
Brought me down,
Even before i reached,
the height of my flight.
The fort of facts,
Locked me in,
The prison of reality,
Held me tight.
I may escape,
Be free I may,
Who are you fooling?
Be delirious I might.
Shackles of my thoughts,
Brought me down,
Even before i reached,
the height of my flight.
The fort of facts,
Locked me in,
The prison of reality,
Held me tight.
I may escape,
Be free I may,
Who are you fooling?
Be delirious I might.
" The darkness stretched for infinity. It felt excruciating and heavy. I tri…
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