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All she wants is to be inside The city of Locked doors There is too many types of cold to escape. She doesn't want to die He is no different and his voice is that of a grown man's. He can't cast a shadow or he will be thrown out again. He doesn't want to die In the city of Locked doors Neither have an escape from the silent darkness. The city passed a cost on their voices creating a type of science, paying other voices to control those locked out. The locked out voices became an illness locked inside of the minds of those with no escape. From the city of Locked doors The summer burns in engine heat above the cement which never cools. Now the test dummy has no air, falling limp, covered in exhaust fumes. Fuming rage upon the televised madness. To the city of no more Who has the need of endless chatter besides the cold and exhausted escapee's from a place without asylum? A city of locking doors
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Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 9:49 PM UTC
City of Locked Doors
All she wants is to be inside The city of Locked doors There is too many types of cold to escape. She doesn't want to die He is no different and his voice is that of a grown man's. He can't cast a shadow or he will be thrown out again. He doesn't want to die In the city of Locked doors Neither have an escape from the silent darkness. The city passed a cost on their voices creating a type of science, paying other voices to control those locked out. The locked out voices became an illness locked inside of the minds of those with no escape. From the city of Locked doors The summer burns in engine heat above the cement which never cools. Now the test dummy has no air, falling limp, covered in exhaust fumes. Fuming rage upon the televised madness. To the city of no more Who has the need of endless chatter besides the cold and exhausted escapee's from a place without asylum? A city of locking doors
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44/M/california
Feb 22
Feb 22, 2026 at 9:49 PM UTC
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