Escape
The connection is broken,
There is no bond –
I wish I could say that my thoughts of you were fond
I wither and ache, more and more each day.
I'm falling apart –
Cut down by the cruel words you say.
There's not much left of me, but what little there is now...
I hope to escape –
Someday...someway...somehow!
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