Bound, impound, with no sound…

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May 16, 2011 by Employee of the Fukin Month

Tied and bound,

I appear empty from the outside.

Hidden and impound.

I appear carefree with pride.

Loud yet no sound.

I appear adrift like the tide.

Bound, impound, with no sound…

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