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Oct 2017
As I stand here staring into space
How the hell do I get out of this place
There are are no doors or walls
The phone keeps ringing
But there are never any calls
I walk around these endless nights
Yelling and screaming these fruitless fights
There is no one here I fight myself I am alone here
Yes that's right just me it's all my fear
I see you in my  dreams
Are you there it is real or so it seems
I hear a sound then I wake
Was I asleep or was it real
Feelings so strong where do I belong.
,Life
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