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I’m lying here on a steel framed bed
Pitch black, solitarily confined
A lost soul living out a sentence
That is appropriate for my crime

My pen once again confiscated
Eyes are closed, they leave me to rot
Confiscate my imagination
Those damn fools most certainly can not

Familiar with the words and grammar
Indeed how to construct a sentence
But I lie here in my six by eight
Unable to convey repentance

See my withered heart lies elsewhere
This island nation suffocates me
May the xenophobic, narrow minds
Sink without trace in to the sea
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CorinaTanase Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
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CorinaTanase Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Heyyy, not fair, I like England! It's my wish since childhood to visit it [and spend some time there]. I understand your poem, very often I am angry with my country/nation for many reasons [and believe me, we have more to be angry about than you], but at the end I realize it's my country and I still love it, so be kind and look at the bright side of the plece you live in! :D it's just my advice :D
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Rifle1980 Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013   General Artist
:) thanks for your comment and advice.

I actually agree with you. I know I live in a great country but there are times I want to leave. More because of how I am feeling than the actual country :)

I hope you get to visit someday! :)
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CorinaTanase Featured By Owner Mar 20, 2013  Hobbyist Photographer
Yes, I hope thet too! :D
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