cornerd by my fear
i sob in the corner
calculating each
movement i am about
to make like a madman
born on the winds of lunacy
bolting for the door
escape
free from that infrernal
corner
only to be faced with
the real world
~erika boal
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| Have I Escaped? cornerd by my fear i sob in the corner calculating each movement i am about to make like a madman born on the winds of lunacy bolting for the door escape free from that infrernal corner only to be faced with the real world ~erika boal |
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