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Madelyn Annette Nov 2018
Rotting away in this prison cell
Can't escape my personal hell
I don't feel I'll ever leave
Can't remember when I entered
Who is this face looking back at me?
It doesn't seem to know either
Madelyn Annette Nov 2018
Trying to explain the feeling
Is a waste of breath
It could be my last one
I sometimes wish it was

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