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Dec 2010
how do i know
if this touch is even true?
we're all locked inside
an imaginary zoo
i try to break free
try to shatter these chains
but they send me far a way
claimed clinically insane
but you have to sleep to wake
i tell them of this fact
but all they do is stitch my wrists
and send me right on back
© Jenna A. 12/21/2010
Written by
Alice
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   C and Emily Beers
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