Enouement

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I lie at the bottom
In the depths of your disgrace
Wish I could tell you
The ordeals you would face
Your soul would bleed
And they will rip you apart
Wish I could tell you
But it is too late to start

You lived in a cage
Seeking freedom never seen
Wish I could tell you
This world is all so serene
You were a mystic dream
Not a never ending nightmare
Wish I could tell you
Now there are people who do care

And now I deceive you
Calling my feelings enouement..

P.S. I didn't mean to write it this dark.. But here you go.

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