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I built my own cage, I’m the designer of my own prison I twisted the metal till my hands bled working every wire into a bar I fastened every bolt and every ***** meticulously trapping myself there I marked you as my salvation and the truth is you were only a figment of my imagination I controlled this place you were not my executioner and I’m free to leave so free but i can’t if you asked me to stay I would be dammed to say no one cadence one word one syllable stay. thats all the effort you’d ever have to put in tell me that magic phrase Ill lock this door behind me forever.
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 3:22 AM UTC
This Prison
I built my own cage, I’m the designer of my own prison I twisted the metal till my hands bled working every wire into a bar I fastened every bolt and every ***** meticulously trapping myself there I marked you as my salvation and the truth is you were only a figment of my imagination I controlled this place you were not my executioner and I’m free to leave so free but i can’t if you asked me to stay I would be dammed to say no one cadence one word one syllable stay. thats all the effort you’d ever have to put in tell me that magic phrase Ill lock this door behind me forever.
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Nov 17, 2015
Nov 17, 2015 at 3:22 AM UTC
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