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Thoughts may exist that I have nothing to sayI do And I would If I could Speak up But what would I say What would I speak of The joys The hurts The pains that stain a satin caged soul There’s no resolve for this mess Spill's too deep Leaks into the depths of a soul where there’s no glow A condemned room Locked doors and closed blinds Restricting any light from exposing the truth within And then There’s the guard Watching Waiting Ready to capture the one That can reverse the spell Almost a fairytale But not quite The happily ever after ending is Too deep in the enchanted forest Location known by an unknown Even in the mirror on the wall Never shown Entangling vines overgrown Strangling Breath escapes, never words... -AJ