my fantasy life is strong and free
i live in a world of hate and vile
my body is a woman
the mind is a child a jig-saw piece
the aches i feel
the words i hear
the friends i see
wishes never come true
door i open and close
the devil has taking away the sprit
clouds dark and lonley
poles apart whipped and crying
chains and gangs
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