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Jun 2010
I've been held captive
By my own life
Which I sometimes think is all an imaginary cover-up
For something terrible.
It's held me inside
In the dark
In the cold
For days
On
End.
But today I will escape!
And be set free
By myself
By my captor.
I will no longer be a hostage!
As of today.
And it will be warm
And bright
And beautiful.
Written by
Christine
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