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TRAPPED I am trapped in a way that I will never escape. I am in the mind of a mecurial person, who has seen too much to endure. I have been stripped of a part of me, the part that once was pure. I am trapped in a way that I will never escape. Trapped by memories both lost and found, that tear my heart to shreds. I have moved and moved, and tried to hide, The nightmares switch with my beds. I am trapped in a way that I will never escape. Trapped in my minds rollercoaster, ups and downs, and inbetweens, make me want to die, want to cry, and shout, and sream! I am trapped. |
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