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Escape
I fall looking for the escape
Fears grown into shape
Ever am I here again
Little and in my head
Luck is not at hand
Don't know if I can
Open yet to the day
Washing myself in grey
Never a sound
Again on the ground
Grabbing at nothing but air
Again you aren't there
Insecure because I can't see
No route for escape has opened for me
Fears grown into shape
Ever am I here again
Little and in my head
Luck is not at hand
Don't know if I can
Open yet to the day
Washing myself in grey
Never a sound
Again on the ground
Grabbing at nothing but air
Again you aren't there
Insecure because I can't see
No route for escape has opened for me
Published 17th May 2013
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