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Tunnel Vision

  • May 27
  • 1 min read

Caught it but let it go,

Bought it but it was sold.

Reality is that you don’t know

What you don’t know.


Search through the dark tunnel,

For the light on the other side

But only get cobwebs and dust.


Spiders crawl down to the floor,

You scream not knowing

You’re caged in your vows.


Now the sweat covers your brows,

so you crawl through the darkness,

feeling more hollow than before.


Because you caught me

and never let me go,

and I bought it

but I was never sold.



by Priya Singh

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