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Escape

A place to belong Neither here nor there Tired of the scrutiny What I once called family No longer give me warmth to think about, Only hurt and distress. Amidst a crowd I feel alone, frustrated at the populace My self is misunderstood, So I make a shadow. A shadow for them to love, and so they love. Whenever I surface, their love retreats, leaving harsh words behind So I tuck myself in, and even further within I cry to be set free. A moment's content granted when I have him. My cure, my sanity Those precious moments we have When I could be free. My heart aches often, my thoughts I can't bear In their murkiest depth, a little child, crying "Where is my peace?"

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