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Trapped

I've seen scarier things,

Only seldom some have made sense.

The rest is rather amusing,

It'll leave you awake, thinking,

Chewing in on your insides for hours.

And the chorus keeps reminding you.

Singing the last night's lullaby.

"No there isn't any hope,

Your were born here and here will you die,

Clothed in your misery,

Shackled to the fetters of your mind."

I've seen scarier things in life,

But none scarier than that.

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Published
Dec 18, 2014
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