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 Aug 2013 Once An Angel
Amanda
Distance,
It is the killer, or the saviour.
Used to get closer, or farther away.
To remember, or to forget.
Which ever you use it for,
It will always be the deciding factor.
Where are we?
What are we doing?
Why are we placed here?


We have been plucked from ourselves
From our reality
From our homes


We have been given no instructions and fed with lies
You must fit in
You must be normal


We have been given new lives should we want them or not
Here you are
Here you go


And now here we stay
In this boring reality
Put in a box
Told our thinking must stay within


Let me out
Let me out
Let me out


I don't belong
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