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The pot begins to boil over Flooding the clear vision of my heart The glass shatters From a stone hallucination My fever towers, I lash out Thr..

I am nothing like you But I’ve always tried to be Who could have expected Anything less You loved me and taught me Like I was your son B..

Isolated from the world That you once knew Kept in a cage From everything you wanted to do Your wings spread full But no where to fly You just..

The walls whispered to me today Telling me all the things I didn’t say And do as if I should have

D. R. Fitzgerald Jr Writing