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This Establishment
So here I am in this establishment
This very place that you call home
Invisible bars to adorn the windows
Of this prison my mind does know
The walls are cold and dank you see
No warmth dwells or is found within
In this place of my captivity
Paying pennance for my choice within
And you are but my keeper, no more
Ending love, shackles in which I'm bound
I plot and plan for my escape
Thinking til I thought a hole in the ground
Oh how you laugh and jeer my misfortune
Knowing responsiblities won't let me free
But give up, though weary, I shall not
For somewhere hidden there must be a key
~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-5-04
~Design by Liandre~
This very place that you call home
Invisible bars to adorn the windows
Of this prison my mind does know
The walls are cold and dank you see
No warmth dwells or is found within
In this place of my captivity
Paying pennance for my choice within
And you are but my keeper, no more
Ending love, shackles in which I'm bound
I plot and plan for my escape
Thinking til I thought a hole in the ground
Oh how you laugh and jeer my misfortune
Knowing responsiblities won't let me free
But give up, though weary, I shall not
For somewhere hidden there must be a key
~THE FLOWING PEN~
10-5-04
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~Design by Liandre~
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