by Unknown
Jul 2010 467 Views 2 comments
my box
stranded in a box 4 walls blinded suffocating my soul is on lock down will i ever be branded your skyline is gentle my box is rattled and tore but it is my box my home my life so welcome if you must this is my life my home my box
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Posted: Jul 2010
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