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Mar 2015
Behind my eyes of reverie
I don't know what I see
Unfamiliar feelings find
Rooms inside my tired mind
I hide behind my stone cold wall
Not knowing if it will ever fall
I kneel affront my iron gate
Pondering a uncertain fate
I search for truth that can't be found
Fear and loathing keep me bound
I feel deeply disenchanted
Lost, alone, and took for granted
Gravity, the only thing that keeps me here
Maybe nothing else is my fear
I'm so blinded by me anxiety
My only wish, is to feel free.
Tracey-Lee Newson
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Tracey-Lee Newson  Charlottetown, PE
(Charlottetown, PE)   
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