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Flying Free

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I sit in my womb-like chamber,
Voices roaming in and out of my head.
Screams pounding loudly, making my mind ache,
Believing in myself was the hardest thing I’ve had to do.
But I had to
I had to break out of this deathly trance,
I had to destroy the demons in my head
Corrupting, decaying, weakening my mind,
Only one way to do it,
Opening my eyes I see right into the depths of sorrow,

My bones aching, can’t take this feeling anymore,
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