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The walls are closing inThere's


The walls are closing in

There's no one here to help

Crying's become a sin

Remember what I've felt

 

There's no way out of here

I feel so sad and small

The walls, they seem so near

So menacing and tall


But there I see a crack

It seems so far away

The strength, I think I lack

to reach it, go all the way

 

My destiny comes unravelled

I'll have some words to weave

I'll take the road less traveled

whilst I wear my heart upon my sleeve

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