Tether

Sand on the shore

Coldness in the air

Made myself a whore

Trees bare.

Time has expired

Waters black

Felt inspired

My dreams on a rack.

On my way home

Just an illusion

Everywhere I roam

In total confusion.

Take another pill

It makes you feel better

No more will

Controlled by tether.

©Shadow

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