A fragile, tiny little boy
scared beyond belief,
running down an endless path
searching for relief.
Running-frantic-cold and dark
praying for a way,
the threat keeps getting closer
faster day by day.
Trapped inside a doorless room
he cannot break free,
the threat now has a hold on him
blinding all to see.
He cannot move, he cannot breathe
it's hopeless don't you see?
If he breaks free and tells the world
the threat won't let him be.
-copyright 1994-
Birth sign: Taurus
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