Locked

September 2nd, 2007 by

I visualize a girl pounding at the door, screaming, screeching, wanting to be released. She has blood dripping from her eyes and mouth. She retreats to the corner of her locked up cell and is busy scratching her sore wounds. Her tears have no meaning, they just flow. That girl is me.

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  1. on 13 Oct 2009 at 8:40 pm1 N JNo Gravatar

    Hmmm… me *faints*

  2. on 14 Oct 2013 at 1:15 am2 Siddharth AsnaniNo Gravatar

    Even if you managed to escape from one cage, weren’t you just in another, larger one?

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