Poezie
the trap
1 min lectură·
Mediu
I feel trapped in the best prison there is
full of drifting sounds, vivid lights
rain and acid jazz
and the sun promising its arrival
from beneath the stormy clouds above us
indeed I feel trapped in the best prison there is
but the circle is not yet complete
there is one more road into the night
the storm
the madness
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