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Oct 2015
I am being held back
Gripped by crooked hands
Dragged back into
The dark place
The part of my mind
The part I can't heal

I am being forced back there
To the cell
I have tried to escape
I had stuck to all rules
Yet falsely accused
And imprisoned

It lives in me
It is under my skin
Burning into my soul
Burying into my clothes
Clawing up to
My mind
Poisoning my thoughts

I am never going to escape
Maybe it is best to stay
Accept the lure and
Hint of comfort it brings
To protect the ones
That sacrifice so much
For a lost cause
RJ
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RJ  England
(England)   
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