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Nov 2018
I live in a castle made of stones and iron
I built walls so high that i was trapped
No day light, no warmth
just me in the cold along with my demons and my ghosts
I'm dying to change my past
I'm ready to let it all behind
but i'm in chains, i'm burdened with my mistakes
he told me once to stop running
Now that I did, I locked my self
in a box, in a safe in hell
It was cold, but now its burning me alive
Sara Hida
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