Where do I belong

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         The anxiety of the breaking glass as I can feel it touch each part of me.Its a dream yet so true just not not now

        Flashes of light break through the splinters ofglass as i  awake Noone to tell or care.

        Inside these stone walls are shame, guilt and pain.You cannot penatrate these walls for I shall die if you do.

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