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I am happy and depressed I feel and hurt my heart longs to be set free
I don't hear the birds of spring only do I feel the cold of winter
The whispering, the voises I hear them I all the time
they call to me, yell, and scream my name
no matter what I do they never leave me be even if I want to follow them I cannot
confined in this corner called myself forever and ever
I will cry and still be happy the tears will flow like my very blood until I am set free
- Title: Confined
- Artist: Mod704
- Description: this is how I felt so I put it in writing.I want anyone who sees it to leave a comment.
- Date: 11/24/2008
- Tags: confined
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