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Prisoner
Its okay not be okay
you shine among the scenery
but you cry along with the thunderstorm.
Scream in silence
dying like a withered dry flower
melting like a candle
living in the middle of nowhere
with no one.

Eaten by sorrow
but seen with joy
this is you,
you are me

and i am who i am not
to protect you.

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