Escape

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I need to escape

I need to free

I need to be somewhere

Where I can be me


That place doesn't exist though

I don't think it ever will

So no matter how much you pry

These tears will never spill


I'll hold it back

And fall apart

You'll never see

My broken heart


No-one cares

They never will

So I'll sit here and cry

Until I lie still

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