Trapped

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A cage is a thing that holds you in

It need not have bars to comply.

It holds you close to smell your fear

And there confined perhaps you die.

I pray for a release that will not come

It leaves me here alone.

Until its time or mine is done

I swear I will atone.

Time is heavy on my hands

I cannot last the day.

Restitution makes demands

Goodbye I think, my turn to pay.

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