PRISONER...

Ripping from my soul...
My heart splits like the sounds in my head...
Around, around, and around I go...
Because I can't let go...
Go of you...
You're holding me hostage...
In a cage I built myself...
No way to escape...
You've trapped me...
The pain of needles in my body...
Tearing the flesh from me...
Slowly I wither...
The roses have now passed on...
And so must I...

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