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Cornered

Cornered

written by: Ingela(saja)

@ingelasaja

 

Arrows coming from everywhere.

I’m caught in a corner, full of despair.

They sting me and cut me, make me fall down.

Now I am on my knees, looking around.

There must be a place where I’m not killed by arrows.

But here I am cornered, I know my options narrows.

They keep on coming, no use to say “please”.

My One consolation: I am still on my knees.

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