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Some time ago, I locked up my heart
And with bull's-eyed focus
I envisioned its key as a dart, swiftly discarded
To see Happiness a caged jailbird
Here, freedom of the soul is unheard of
Secrets kept prisoner beyond golden bars
Feelings en route to escape leave internal scars
Their fleshed-out tally marks serve as reminders
Of every night the pain of isolation almost consumed us
Emotions rarely permitted to break loose
Avoiding embarrassment...
Yeah, that's the perfect excuse
For once, I wish you all could see the real me
But there's no invitation here for Vulnerability
And with bull's-eyed focus
I envisioned its key as a dart, swiftly discarded
To see Happiness a caged jailbird
Here, freedom of the soul is unheard of
Secrets kept prisoner beyond golden bars
Feelings en route to escape leave internal scars
Their fleshed-out tally marks serve as reminders
Of every night the pain of isolation almost consumed us
Emotions rarely permitted to break loose
Avoiding embarrassment...
Yeah, that's the perfect excuse
For once, I wish you all could see the real me
But there's no invitation here for Vulnerability
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