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this is my english homework enjoy

i can't breathe
my chest is tight
noises too overpowering.
tears sting my eyes
but i keep moving forward.

i'm in a prison
no friends
no safety
no comfort
no place to call home.
home is thousands of miles away
and chances are
i'll never see it again.

my eyes are drooping
hands trembling
chest burning
but
no rest
not for us.

this game
this prison
this torture
is suffocating.
i might as well
be dead.

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