Jail of Fire

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She stood at the edge and looked up to the sky,

the rain was just falliing as the angels did cry.

Her tears left those burning tracks on her cheeks,

from all of her pain each day felt like weeks.

It was destroying her heart, destroying her mind,

the demons now pulled her, she was in quite a bind.

She scratched at the bars, she dreamt to be free,

but what no one knows is: That girl was me.

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