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Oct 2014
Silence is the ghost clinging to the walls
silence opens the cage
filling my mind with haunting thoughts
I'm chained down to the ground
watching as my dreams are slaughtered
and my doubts are raised
i watch from my prison cell as the world wanders by
watching, hoping, asking
for someone to save me
Izzy
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Izzy  18/F
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