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Links of chain
The metal cold, hard and smooth,
Binds my wrists to this hating mood,
I do not like the way I act,
But these chains bear no slack,
They keep me, chain me, never to be free,
Making such a bitch of me,
One link to another, spreading this pain,
I try to break free but I fail again,
This depression, hatred and this dread,
Brought on by links, a never ending thread,
Do not curse me, I cannot refrain,
It is caused by these links, these links of chain.
