By: Ryan L. and Iliana N.

Everything is gone

Nothing to escape to

Where is my hope

I was just a pawn

I was see through

But I can’t mope

My life is still fresh

I have fire in my veins

I rise from the ash

And I crash…

Like water, unconfined by chains

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