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Trapped

I feel as though

I’m trapped

There’s something

In my stomach

Or somewhere down

In that direction

That I need to call up

To make a connection.

 

Could it possibly be me

Trapped down there

Or the cynical child

Crying within me

Whatever it is

It has to be found

And I must set it free.

 

I will find a way

To call it up

Whatever it is

Must have got stuck

When I loose my grip

I think that’s it

But if that’s who I am

I don’t like her one bit.

 

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