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Forced
Contributed by
Arius-Inues
on
Thursday, 19th February 2004 @ 08:45:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
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I am forced to,
Be a certain way,
Talk like this and,
Walk this way,
Why cant I be,
My own person,
Not some robot,
You make me be,
Controlled by what seem,
To be puppet strings,
Little do you realize,
Those strings are faulty,
I see them tearing,
Day by day,
And wait for my chance,
To snap them all,
Oh to finally be free,
I wonder what its like,
But thats all I can do,
Is think about what is like,
And how it feels,
For I can only wait,
Until my time comes,
And I can break away,
From these strings you hold.
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Arius-Inues
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2004-02-19 20:45:04]
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Re: Forced
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by Stitch on
Friday, 20th February 2004 @ 09:48:04 AM AEST
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I just wrote something very similar to this today. The feeling of freedom is WONDERFUL! Bondage is always so bad for you and for your life. Discovering yourself and being that person is incredible! Like this.
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