sexta-feira, setembro 26

welcome to where time stands still

no one leaves and no one will.
moon is full, never seems to change,
just labeled mentally deranged.

dream the same thing every night,
I see our freedom in my sight.
no locked doors, no windows barred,
no things to make my brain seem scarred.

sleep, my friend, and you will see
that dream is my reality.
they keep me locked up in this cage,


can't they see it's why my brain says 'rage' ?

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