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Dec 2014
In a fortress of bricks and mortar
he doesn't know what he's living for
the inside walls become distorted
a world of madness behind the door

hiding from the sounds of people
his heart still bleeds like an open sore
stairs going down, are the steepest
and he isn't going down no more
GaryFairy
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GaryFairy  54/M/Cleveland, Ohio
(54/M/Cleveland, Ohio)   
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