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Talking Shadows
I hear them clamor far away
Outside the realm of pensive thought
Inside the room that I've been brought
Inside the room where I should stay
At least that's what they seem to say
And if I try to run away
There's hell to pay if I get caught
They look at me with weary eye
Like I'm a puzzle to be solved
Insanity that's unresolved
And though I gladly let them try
To break me free from my mind's lie
I know that in the by and by
I'll never really be involved
For I live here inside my head
And I can say not only me
But all the others that I see
Who weave the thoughts that cause me dread
All sewn with some demented thread
That takes me where I fear to tread
A place where only we can be
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