Wednesday, August 22, 2012

Innocent

Dead in the water I lay
Sitting duck to a predator
Unaware of my vulnerability
Or the coming onslaught
It is destined I be here
In this very moment
In my prison cell of wood
Confined by those I trusted
I am a betrayed man
With imperfect evidence in play
So dead in this water I lay
Victim of my innocence

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