No Mans Land
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Last published Wed, Dec 18, 2019
These walls that surround me keep me hiddden,
In a special design that encloses my prison.
Thoes who enter can not escape,
For these walls come in,
Faster and faster
Till it makes your head spin and cause your vision to quake.
Eyes once joyful are now soo dull.
For all that has seen,
the no joy in life,
from a young who has seen all.
The pain of others cause the guards to strive,
As they throw us in our cells never to see light,
Until they are sure that we can no longer survive.
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