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Prose of the Escape ArtistLike a needle and thread they try to sew me into my fate and bind me in.
Oppositions, accusations, and instigations are the straight jacket that try to trap me in.
Broken promises of the heartless reach for my soul that knows know equal,
Now I sit and think how did I get myself into this type of trouble with all these people.
Holding on to my tongue they keep me from speaking,
Mouth duct tapped, strapped down, I'm kept from retreating.
The darkness of their souls reach out to control a soul that they have no control to mold.
They can't hold me down with their their dirty paws and a heart so cold.
My mind ever so strong to take on the toll inflicted by the bold with the tricks of the escape trade up my sleeve worth more than gold.
Upside down and inside out, they turn me out, boxed in, locked up, tide down, I creatively map a route about and work it all out.
Fate's flame inches closer and moves faster with and end that speaks disaster.
My mission seems impossible but they for
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