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Contained
Inside this tiny prison cell
the walls are closing in
I'm wallowing in misery
and picking scabs again
All I have is my memories
to keep me entertained
I locked myself in with the beast
that needs to be contained
Ravenous is it's appetite
it's wants become it's needs
Inside these walls it must remain
so it no longer feeds
the walls are closing in
I'm wallowing in misery
and picking scabs again
All I have is my memories
to keep me entertained
I locked myself in with the beast
that needs to be contained
Ravenous is it's appetite
it's wants become it's needs
Inside these walls it must remain
so it no longer feeds
Published 23rd Jul 2015
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23rd Jul 2015 9:06pm
Am I the man or the beast? always a fascinating question
really enjoyed this :-)
really enjoyed this :-)
24th Jul 2015 1:55am
Well, the "beast" in resides within us all, I believe. The "beast" in this particular case being my addictive personality. Thanks for stopping by :)
