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My Own Prison

Angry at the world or maybe with myself No one sees the hurt in me my expiring mental health The demons that surround me What my life has come to be Lock me up and throw the key This empty hole inside my heart The pain I feel will never part I only hope I do not start For now I fight my eternal war Sitting wondering what's at my core Why was I so naïve to think That my life couldn't change in a blink So now I sit in my disgrace Never to feel his sweet embrace

Copyright © | Year Posted 2013




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Date: 11/24/2013 12:26:00 AM
This was a very nice read.
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