Chained
"...filled with empitness in this cold lonliness, and down again I lay
and be overthrown by frustration and angrily wipe the tears away
judged by voices I cannot hear, and chained to a wooden stock
and raped as I role by the riverbank trying to break the lock
buried down the waterfalls, and smashed broken to a river stone
coldness rip my skin apart when I see I'm still alone..."
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