Carefully chosen words
or complete and utter poetry: Poems by Martin Locock Copyright 2005-2011
Friday, March 18, 2005
Into the silent prison
The closing gates muffle the sounds
No cries can be heard
I enter the halls
Where slippered guards pace
Led to my solitary cell,
I'm invited to reflect and repent.
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