Which sustains me in my cage
Self inflicted wounds
Upon my heart in rage
Inner convulsion
Conceived revulsion
A barrier which divides
Within the realm of creation
In which my rage abides
Inner wall of sanctum
Upon such floors
In dingy lit corridors
I yield to the animal that calls
Yet this small token remains
Behind such broken dreams
Of these self constructed walls
~Moses~
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