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Blackened by the light of day,
Hardened like the steel around
my cell.
My Heart cries out
for a release, for relief
that isn't there.
Reach out through the
cold steel, but come up
empty handed again.
Lies, death, suicide, pain, agony;
all things I talk about, all
things I know.