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Hell In A Cell

May 8, 2009

The seasons are changing
The leafs begin to fall
I've lost track of time
Living in these four walls
Everyday I awake
To this place filled with hate
I'm here all alone with no one to call
No one to love & catch me when i fall
I want to wake up so this nightmare will end
My only grip to the reality of the outside world, are these letters I send
I'm a person people seem to either love or hate
Sometimes its difficult to tell between the two
But it here its different, hating is all they seem to do
I'm all alone, no one to hear me when I yell
Welcome to another day of my "hell in cell."

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