_Is death the answer_

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_ my heart shouts to my brain repeatedly with no response _

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_ As my eyes begin to close the battle rages within _

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_I am no foreign prisoner stuck in a distant land _

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_but a prisoner created by the only one who carry’s the keys to the prison door_

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_For we all are our own captors and chastisers Awaiting judgment _

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_So bar after bar I bang my tin cup _

_singing a different melody everyday _

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_to the same song no one knows_

_but is distantly familiar_

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_ for we all have hidden scars _

_some hidden behind smiles or long sleeves_

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_is it acceptance,connection,love maybe admiration or some other minuscule obsession we seek _

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_so ask the question _

_how does one know what was hidden_

_ has been found _

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