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Created on: July 09, 2009 Last Updated: September 10, 2009
How much more
I was bored last night so I cut myself
It hurt! but in a pleasant sort of way
when I opened my eyes this morning
the darkness had gone away.
I will cut myself again tomorrow
to see if my theory is right
that the pain and suffering it brings me
is the reason for the shining light.
If it is I will highly recommend it
to my friends inside the dorm
and perhaps if we do it together
it will lead to some reform.
The matron may grant us a pardon
and stop all the beatings by guards
and once more we may sit in the garden
instead of being tied in the yards.
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