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Aug 2020
So cold in this prison
Constricted to a mission
Of lost hope and all those dreams
They seem to mean nonsense
They see me and I see there lies
I see their piercing eyes
They want me and they take my soul
They take everything that once was bold
They take your happiness
They leave you alone
Lose you will and your soul
Although the end is near don’t see the failure that brought you near
The end is sweet and I can taste it from here
The chaos is roaming near
It’s wants you please don’t hide
The last thing it wants is for you to confide
Snow Selmon
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Snow Selmon  20/M
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