Chained to the ground on which I walk

Looking for the key to break my locks

Beaten with sticks and bruised by stones

I carry on with broken bones

I scream and cry to no avail

I pull on my chains and ultimately fail

Freedom is within my grasp

I struggle against my bonds till I collapse

Your amused at my attempts

I will break free, a promise at best

My bonds grow weaker with each passing day

So watch your back, there will be hell to pay

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sundari_blasphemy 2010-01-18 07:28:29 Revenge is a good title but I dont know...?

Zalena 2010-03-01 16:27:38 Wicked awsome, but not sure bout the title.

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