{"id":8881,"date":"2015-06-13T14:40:36","date_gmt":"2015-06-13T18:40:36","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=8881"},"modified":"2015-06-14T01:08:54","modified_gmt":"2015-06-14T05:08:54","slug":"pandora-box","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2015\/06\/pandora-box\/","title":{"rendered":"Pandora box"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Living on fear<br \/>\nAttach to the memories<br \/>\nScare to take action<br \/>\nMany question are raise<br \/>\nNo answer at all<br \/>\nThe law it&#8217;s useless<br \/>\nOnly their law counts<br \/>\nMy voice it&#8217;s mute<br \/>\nMy rights are taken<br \/>\nMy life it&#8217;s reduce to four walls<br \/>\nWaiting for this locks to be broken\u23f3<br \/>\nIs freedom next or a cold cell next<br \/>\nI open my eyes and it&#8217;s still dark<br \/>\nI see no light<br \/>\nI&#8217;m calm Bc my most important values  are out of sight<br \/>\nMy enemy can&#8217;t touch it<br \/>\nI rather die alone<br \/>\nThem to see my soul cry and lost<br \/>\nTrying to safe me<br \/>\nI rather be soulless without my<br \/>\nPrincesses; than have them<br \/>\nTaken and suffering<br \/>\nI&#8217;m happy inside<br \/>\nBc I gave them a fighting chance<br \/>\nMy mistake won&#8217;t touch them<br \/>\nOnly the pain of not having me<br \/>\nBut it&#8217;s ok<br \/>\nAs long they protected by god laws<br \/>\nI know I Had sin<br \/>\nAnd for each of my sin<br \/>\nIt&#8217;s a price to pay.<br \/>\nI&#8217;m paying the higher price<br \/>\nWith ocean in between us<br \/>\nI love you<br \/>\nMy darling<br \/>\nKeep going this journey<br \/>\nMy soul would be near<br \/>\nMy love in a box<br \/>\nBut your freedom it&#8217;s endless<br \/>\nAnd so it&#8217;s my memories.<br \/>\n\u2014Meriyen Marquez\u2728<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Living on fear Attach to the memories Scare to take action Many question are raise No answer at all The law it&#8217;s useless Only their law counts My voice it&#8217;s mute My rights are taken My life it&#8217;s reduce to four walls Waiting for this&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":176,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7],"tags":[573],"class_list":["post-8881","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","tag-573"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8881","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/176"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8881"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8881\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8968,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8881\/revisions\/8968"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8881"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8881"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8881"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}