Project Pitchfork Human Crossing

23 March 2008
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Long halls, white rooms
A cage, a name
Rat 41, distress
The rest is imagination

Where have I been?
A pain in my body
I taste blood
Where is my home?
Cruel eyes
A hand is reaching for me
The rest is imagination

Is it raining outside?
Is there a sun?
Is there a sky?
Is there compassion?

Dazzling lights
Needles, injections
Almond eyes giving hope
In the night, almond eyes
The rest is imagination

Where have I been?
A pain in my body
I taste blood
Where is my home?
Cruel eyes
A hand is reaching for me
The rest is imagination