Ill: Alx
FOUND OUT
Waking up this morningI knew it all had changed
I'd been found out
Was it that dream I had
to fragrant to be analyzed..?
Found out
There was nowhere to escape
new locks on my secret cage
Found out
No panic but still afraid
I knew someday but why this late...?
Found out
I looked around from where I came
the image of this tired man..
Found out
running from unwritten laws
hiding from whatever thaw
Found out
There was no one I could call
left them all in case I'd been
Found out
Staring at myself I ask
what about that Masterplan...?
Found out
Poetry by PapaFahr
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Written on 2010-01-25 at 13:58
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