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Jun 2012
I beg to be free
Long to fly away
Yet when given the chance
I'm too afraid
I dream of escape
I'm screaming for help
Yet when you come
I don't trust myself
The door is open
I'm holding the key
The only thing holding me back
Is me.
BlaqueLace
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