remember there are no exit

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i'm stuck in a place where no one wants to be found,
and it's dark and scary and very profound,
yet I've lived here my whole life, nothing to say,
except, I'm tired of the way I'm treated, misplaced,

if your wondering where it is exactly, then just think aloud,
it will come to you easier than a cloud,
and you will notice more often then not, the sound,
the sound of your past screaming at the top of its lungs,

"how dare you take for granted, what I have not!"

"you misguided me, and now it's your time to rot in a place that exits, at the same time does not."

"i'll make sure you remember the hell we've been through, so I can get a reaction. Tears are not see through."

because time only repeats in your head. it is all in your head, and it will stick with you,

remember that.

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