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Mar 2020
I saw that which cannot be seen and have yet to be free
A grin starts to form on their face as they watch me bleed
I've got to get out of this place, gotta fix my mistakes

I run through hallway after hallway, doorway after doorway
I can't find the exit, they are after me - they won't let me be
Their laughter echos throughout the hallways, it's almost doomsday
A light - I see it and begin reaching for it, it's going to be okay
I open my eyes and before me are the other children
The other children who's been led astray

It was a trap and they took something from me
Something which I can't ever get back
A grin starts to form on their face and the last thing I remember
was their laugh.
Created by me on January 26th, 2020
Anthony Michael James Butler
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Anthony Michael James Butler  21/M/Ontario
(21/M/Ontario)   
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