Trapped in the chains, it's my own doing, the chains are the ones that bind me to a great pillar of loneliness. Yes I built it myself but I want to break free from the chains you gave me and that I so willingly used. I pull from the chains and the chains rattle loudly and send me crashing to the floor and with my last ditch effort I've found that futility is real and my prosperity is only a fleeting illusion that I desperately struggle to hold on to but it never stays for long.
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- Trapped in the Chains by myaddiction19.
500 points, ended May 3, 2008, 26 entries
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