STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold metal bars pressed against my skin, a stark reminder of the shattered dreams that lay just beyond. This clang of the gate, a agonizing echo of promises ignored. The world outside buzzed with a life I could only witness, a taunting constantly of what was once mine. I prison stare out at the bleak sky, a mirror to my own hopelessness. My jou

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