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Trapped

Poetry By: Jarlaxe
Poetry



I wrote this a long long time ago (03), but I thought it was not to bad for a 13 year old.


Submitted:Jan 12, 2007    Reads: 132    Comments: 2    Likes: 0   


He sits in his house.
All locks and bars.
His treasure locked safe.
Alarms and Guards.

Vast amounts,
Gold and jewel
art and artifact
hoarded and secure

So much to be shared
Lifetimes of joy,
Serves the purpose
Of, nothing.





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