Life's Prison

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The prestige of my prison

The dusty stone enclose

Fiery veins torment me

Chained to the wall,

Cornered in despair,

Imprisoned in hopelessness

My blood oozing out

You seek my pain and cry

Through torture I see truth

Break through and see the starlight

The moon shining bright

Peace, love and joy make three

Mind, heart and Soul say thee

Look within and you will see

The answers that await ye

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