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 Oct 2014
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life is not a prison sentence
At what point did we become hostages
Marking the pain of passing time on our skin
Instead of walls
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 Oct 2014
Shannon Leigh
Narcissus
I'm so beautiful when reflected in your eyes.
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 Oct 2014
Turn Off The Lights
What I look like
If this is what lonely looks like
I want to shed my skin
And try on a new soul
How come no one notices I am so empty?
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