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Feb 2015
The echos in my head
Are where my dreams lay
My nightmares are my reality
My shadows are no longer my enemies

I feel the evil crawling beside me
Waiting to chain me to the walls
I need salvation
But this is what I'm use to

The on-going chants
Whispering it's going to be alright
Resisting never gets anywhere
Is this how I'm meant to be

To be enslaved to the mind
my imagination running wild
shannon
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