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Confinement

locked within my wall of madness contemplate infinite sadness no windows, door, nor even sky completed with a final sigh there is no help there is no hope i'm imprisoned by myself no company kept inside, no way to cope confined inside my twisted head labrynthine, construct of dread

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Date: 7/6/2010 3:37:00 PM
Being able to write poems like this means you're not as closed up as you may think. Keep writing. You have talent. People are listening and do care.
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