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The Prisoner

May 1, 2016

PROMPT: Open Prompt

You know not of the prisoner and you may caution his ways
As he dreams up far travels
Down as he lays
His mind soars, like a winged beast, searching for a feud
And you begin to become engulfed by this powerful mood
As he soars, and soars over many lands
You feel as if you are being grasped by bloody hands
They grasp and grapple for the things you love
As he continues to fly up, up like a dove
The sky darkens and lightning cracks
For it is courage that thy lacks
You crumple in fear and scream high above
To not destroy the ones you love


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