I sighed, oh no not again!
The walls which crumbled
Started joining by themselves
Bricks upon bricks
Started stacking
They towered around me
I was like the little rat
Only this wasn't any mouse trap
Astounded by the suddenness
I was trapped in my own imagination
My hands fumbled around
Finding for some hole
Some hope
Some ray of light
Something
Anything
That one sign of freedom.
There's a light at the end of every tunnel. For the good people, it's a way out. For the bad people, it's a train going at full speed to run their asses over! :P
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