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Filling the cracks
my feelings were all bottled up
like a wine in its sealed form
breaking free was never an option
from others perspective
it was a form of protection
but only I knew my situation
and they never made known their ambition
breaking free now resembles autonomy
behind the gaze of our perpetrator
the pressure contained
in this seal tight vessel is just a cavern
with me fermenting until sour
Collaborative poem by
© pechu & ©ramrockspeaks
Day 013/100
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like a wine in its sealed form
breaking free was never an option
from others perspective
it was a form of protection
but only I knew my situation
and they never made known their ambition
breaking free now resembles autonomy
behind the gaze of our perpetrator
the pressure contained
in this seal tight vessel is just a cavern
with me fermenting until sour
Collaborative poem by
© pechu & ©ramrockspeaks
Day 013/100
#the100writingmarathon
#SayNoToStealingFromAI
#StopPlagiarizingAI
#StopTheAbuseOfAI
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