PRISONER OF TIME 2 © 2008

Life is a continuous trap,

Where each step is calculated,

All pointing to the sure direction,

But the snare is always by the side.

Watchful, it waits in silence,

For the next one who approaches, unaware,

An incomplete victim, in its lament,

To get lost in destiny's feast.

The world, with its disguised laughter,

Watches the game with coldness,

And each soul, entangled in the plot,

Is served on plates of sorrow.

But even in the webs that ensnare us,

There are those who find a way out,

For life, even when it offends,

Still holds the mystery of the struggle.

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