AbbyGale

My Sanctuary
2003-03-03 23:15:39 (UTC)

argue

trapped inside, a mental hell, seeking, and searching,
somewhere to dwell, wanting, and wishing, some sort of
spell, not winning, just losing, the taste, it is stale. so
run, and find, a prison, my cell, for what, a reason, my
vision won't tell. I can't, I'm trapped, no words to
dispell. same reason, wrong season, the memory's pale, but
why, and how, I'm destined to fail. The feeling, gets
rougher, it's time, just bail. I can't, not in me, I
always, rebel.




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