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Maze..

I can't stop the pictures,
That run past my eyes,
They cut me too deeply,
And leave me paralyzed,

I keep up contemplation,
Though I desire it not,
It creates a sensation,
That locks me in thought,

As tears hug my gaze,
I struggle to stop,
But I'm stuck in a maze,
Of doors all unlocked,

Not one of them offers,
My dear sweet escape,
So I sit in the middle,
And patiently wait,

I'm stuck like this,
And can not be saved,
Deep in my mind,
Is where I must stay,

The world outside just causes more pain,
To be left alone grinds hard on my brain,
I pace in a circle that is mine for too long,
I fight for my sanity I must remain strong,

I escape my maze for a moment it would seem,
To behold an emptiness that escaped with me,
There's no one there though I wish there to be,
But my simple desire doesn't bring this to me,

So I close my eyes,
And return to my maze,
And it's here I shall stay,
Till the end of my craze.

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