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Skyscraper Prison

A nervous biting of the fingers
to keep the usual thoughts at bay
and an annoying hunger that lingers
make me wonder why I should stay.

I’m forgetting what it’s like to be caressed by a stray ray
of sunshine that from a prison of leaves broke free,
condemned to a life sentence within this society’s walls.

Keep telling myself I’ll soon get away,
but it never happens
and day per day life slips away.
Domenico Aragona
Composta venerdì 20 marzo 2015
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    Brainwashed

    Brought up within the walls of this prison
    Convinced that thinking for yourself is treason
    Nine to five and for a break therè s a season.
    But I refuse to cooperate
    I retaliate.
    And in society's ass I'm a thorn
    'Cause inside I've got a storm
    that can't be constrained in a city shaped dome.
    Domenico Aragona
    Composta venerdì 20 marzo 2015
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      Ironic Dream

      Lifè s puppeteers, whoever may they be
      are certainly fond of toying with me;
      After long searching for love,
      I found myself falling for one.
      I thought her placed wonderfully in my vision;
      of course I did, she was my own creation.
      So foolish as to think the dream real,
      now I'm even grieving in knowing her forever disappeared.
      Domenico Aragona
      Composta venerdì 20 marzo 2015
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