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Rated: E · Poetry · Emotional · #1541447
I wrote this while staying at a convent.
These walls confine me,

another prison

outside my head.



They have rules,

they have regulations

and they have a curfew.



I cannot go out

into the open air

and peaceful night.



I feel clusterphobic,

like am in a sealed

container or box.



I need to breath,

I need the open air.

Please release me sister.

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