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Inside the Outside
I'm standing on the inside of the outside of my dreams It's misty grey, I'm so alone and down my cheeks tears stream This is the place I have frequented from the age of five And every time the mist lures me here, I wonder why I'm alive It whispers to me and tells me why no one seems to care Sitting alone and seldom talking whilst into space I stare So young and safe you should have been like many girls and boys Your innocence, your purity taken, becoming one of his toys I lure you here to comfort you, a soul so now alone My soothing mists surrounding you in dreamed safety roam No one will ever harm you when you enter into my world Solitary you are presently, but one day you'll be that girl The morning sunshine awakens me, her rays shining on my face As I slowly drift from the soothing mists that nightly save my grace I head off into my day as I have done for the past fourteen years Knowing when night time comes, the dreamed mists allay my fears For how long I will feel alone, my thoughts honestly cannot say From five years old to nineteen as I am, I know I'll speak one day
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