May 2014
Soon
I'll sneak back
to my other reality,
my personal escape
from the people
who twist up my insides.
I will find solace there,
hide from everybody,
everybody who
has a hold on me,
soon.
I'll sneak back
to my other reality,
my personal escape
from the people
who twist up my insides.
I will find solace there,
hide from everybody,
everybody who
has a hold on me,
soon.
(GRB090423)
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