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Barbed wire fences
Guards at defences
I am
caged in
more deaths at the bell
I'm living in hell
I don't even know what
day it is
I scream
I cry
I love
and I lie
but I'm trapped behind this
barbed wire fience
I long for the feel
of freedom and laughter
Green fields
and then after
sleeping in my own bed
But still I'm trapped
It's not long til I snap
But I'm trapped behind this
Barbed wire fence
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