.I am a prisoner here
Weave the synthetic when wrapping up my wrists
I don't truly dream when you're near>
Loosen aesthetics remain asphyxiated on the paint peeling back from the door>
Now I can see you for what you are
She drew the shape on the floor>
Now I can see the ful.
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