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Prisoner Of The Mind
I am a prisoner of my mind
Locked and stowed away within my own conscience
Come nighttime,
I am farthest from my self
My brain drowns in thought
Enabling ill feelings and remorse to consume me
I toss and turn restlessly
Searching for comfort
Comfort I know I'll never be able to find.
Locked and stowed away within my own conscience
Come nighttime,
I am farthest from my self
My brain drowns in thought
Enabling ill feelings and remorse to consume me
I toss and turn restlessly
Searching for comfort
Comfort I know I'll never be able to find.
Published 26th Sep 2013
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