Enslaved

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At night I sit alone and watch the shadows dance around
I hold my breath and listen, yet silence is the only sound
I reach for some comfort yet feel no embrace
I am tired of the emptiness and loneliness of this place
I can feel no more hurt because I have learned to live with my pain
I often wonder how I survive and continue to stay sane
I have hurt so deeply and cried too many tears
I have been emlpty and broken for so many years
I am tired of pretending that I am fine and all is okay
I am tired of hiding behind this mask I wear everday
I have drifted so far and can no longer be saved
These feelings hold me captive and to them I am enslaved
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