Prisoner I've been in here for months now, Just stewing, growing, sleeping. Every day is always the same, Just thinking, learning, living. I hope that one day I'll be free To see the outside world. My two eyes shining out will capture The pleasures I behold. Theres always banging in the cell above Where I am now held captive. But maybe it's a good thing that Their drumming keeps them active... I'm glad to have some neighbours really, I shouldn't have complaints. It's good to have hope the constant beat Is never going to change. I dream that one day I'll be free To live outside this room. Its wet and sticky and pretty cramped, While I'm prisoner in this Womb...
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