Student Debt

Mon, 05/19/2014 - 12:07 -- mas137

Buried deep

Longing cries echo a lifetime, clapping through cramped calamity

Hard to breathe 

Creeping closer, ever closer

Come to die

Constricted by the tightest bonds

Like the caterpillar I await my time of freedom, my era of flight

But with each rising sun and falling moon, my cocoon hardens

I will die in this place

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