STEEL BARS AND BROKEN DREAMS

Steel Bars and Broken Dreams

The cold steel bars pressed against my skin, a stark reminder of the lost dreams that lay just beyond. Every clang of the gate, a cruel echo of promises forgotten. The world outside buzzed with a life I could only envy, a taunting ever-present of what could have been. I stare out at the gray sky, a mirror to my own emptiness. My path feels like a t

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