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Lockdown.

Date Written: September 14, 2017
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What have I done
Have I quit already?
Lockdown. 'She has the whole world in her hands'
Mentally locked away, with no option of freedom
Just the same words as valjean said
'Nothing remains but the cry of my hate
The cries in the dark that nobody hears 
Here, emotionally dead I stand threw the turning of the years. 
My life was a war that could never be won
Chained me up and left me for dead'
'She has the whole world in her hands'
Mental prison. 
The place I've called home my entire life. 
Welcome…to the wasteland. 
Where pounds of blood, years of sweat, eons of tears, it's just a normal thing here. 
Pain is a blessing. 
Pain is what makes the saving light of the world. 
Death is the ultimate trophy. 'She has the whole world in her hands'…
But that world is fading away

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