The internal conclusion 
of what’s happening inside
is confusion
and I’d be the dying bride
The confusion, 
the names he throws at me
The conclusion,
the fact that is obvious to see.

I’m not me, but still not you,
I’m not free to be, compared to what you do.
I’m not the one, and you cannot choose it
We cannot run, and you will lose it.
The conclusion will be.

The internal emotions...

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The inner feeling

In which they are hidden

There’s no power of healing

The things that are forbidden

A little, tiny, very small

Peeking through the wall

Short, not very tall

The most whimsical of us all

Power we cannot see

The ghastly things are up for a walk

The prisoners are we

Suddenly we’re not able to talk

A dried fiend,

A false end,

At...

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