Shackles of reality,
Weighting down the soul.
Bank balance, rent, groceries.
Burden of responsibility
Running in the mind.
Deadlines, promotions, dues.
Tired body and unfulfilled desires,
Breathing yet dying every day.
Artists, Dreamers, Poets, Painters.
"Mercy Mercy Mercy!"
Cries the Heart in silence.
~ Suranya
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