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By ladyinwaiting Date: 2003 Mar 30 Comment on this Work [[2003.03.30.10.07.20453]] |
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with shackles upon my feet and girded with a yoke this which i carry weighs me down pulling me into the depths of quicksand each step i take pulls me further the ground consumes me smothering me with the memories as the darkness surrounds me with no light insight my air is stolen from me drowning in the muck it is my dungeon where you have tossed me allowing me to surface briefly pendulous between the past and present giving you control over my life until i eventually free that which holds me down |