As I walk through the hall of memories
I see
Hanging on the walls
A time when I was a prisoner
A prisoner of you
You and your kind of torture
Oh
A prisoner
But now I have escaped your prison
I escaped
And ruined your evil plan
And now you'll never get me back
No, No,No
You'll never get me back as long as I live
As I walk through the hall of memories
I cry at the memories
The memories of being your prisoner
And now you'll never get me back
Never again
Not as long as I'm alive
And now that I escaped you
I finally feel alive
I took back what's mine
And I rebuilt my pride
And I'm never going back to your prison
I escaped
And you'll never have me
Never
Never ever
Again
I will not be your prisoner
And I will not fall victim to your torture
Never again
I won't bow down
And I won't fall for your lies
I'm free
And I'll stay that way
Never again a prisoner
I won't look back
I'm finally free
I'm finally alive
Kayla Worley
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Life Is An Adventure
PoetryThis is some of the pomes I've written put into a book. Each chapter will be a different pome, except the first chapter which is basically what I say here.
