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Imprison my bleeding heart,
Trap it with chains,
Inside an iron box.
Wooden bars surround me,
Piercing me.
Iron thorns, cruelly digging into my flesh.
Cut my heart out of my chest,
And keep it in a cage,
Like a bird with clipped wings
A nightingale, shot through the heart.
Iron chains, burning my flesh;
Holding me down.
I fear nothing more than being trapped.
By Vylot Hart, 21/12/09
Trap it with chains,
Inside an iron box.
Wooden bars surround me,
Piercing me.
Iron thorns, cruelly digging into my flesh.
Cut my heart out of my chest,
And keep it in a cage,
Like a bird with clipped wings
A nightingale, shot through the heart.
Iron chains, burning my flesh;
Holding me down.
I fear nothing more than being trapped.
By Vylot Hart, 21/12/09
Got bored at 2 am, this is what why brain threw at me.
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