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The London Underground
Posted by wordsmith, Jul 13, 2009. 354 views. ID = 2764
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 | Written after taking the London Underground during rush hour. |  | This post has been awarded 8 stars by 2 readers. |
I never knew just how it felt
to be a tinned sardine
crammed in a space so small and tight
with no room in between
To not know if that hand was yours
or who's air it is you breath
to be surrounded by unknowns
and not be able to leave
To wait for the tin to peel back
and for the sweet breeze on your face
to revel in your freedom
till you're thrust back in the race
I never knew just how it felt
to be a tinned sardine
until I took the underground
during the rush hour scene
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Mathax
Jul 13, 2009 | Why did you do that?
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