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Siege of Virtue MAG
I've been breaking apart,
 Limb by limb. I try to scream,
 But I'm drowning in the air.
 I used to be volatile, now I'm exhausted.  
 
 In the past I devoured their truths,
 Relaxed my throat and swallowed the 
 liquor of their beliefs.
 I was intoxicated with rage, belligerent 
 and incomprehensive,
 Now I'm hung over, down on my knees, vomiting values. 
 
 My wrists have been worn down to 
 the bone, bloody and raw.
 I used to claw away at the wall, marking 
 the days until I got out.
 My sentence is almost over but I've 
 stopped caring,
 My nails have grinded off and my fingers are numb anyway. 
 
 I was armed with a mind, and bullets 
 of thought
 But the Kevlar of authority had rendered 
 it useless.
 I'm up against the wall being stripped 
 and searched.
 Frustrated, humiliated, I'm helpless.
 
 All I have left is my fortress of consciousness.
 The churches, the politicians, the teachers, the cops,
 All bombard me with their cannons of 
 civic duty.
 Soon I won't be able to think for myself.

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