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Freedom from ourselves

Freedom from ourselves
These walls are closing in on me
Hearts in separate cells
A day a week a year until we

Find freedom from ourselves
These walls are closing in on me
Stories I cannot tell
Maybe another time we'll see

It scorches through my skin
This pain it will not end
Miserary within
These people aren't you're friends

Buring through my skin
The pain it never ends
Such a hole within
everything is pretend

Freedom from ourselves
These walls have caved in on me
Tied and tethered in cells
The truth is not what you see
Written by cheesa
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