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Plague of the Black Heart

April 14, 2013

Free

I’ve been a prisoner so long
I don’t know how to be free
I hang on your every word
As your every word hangs me.

I did not create your problems
Nor did your problems create me
We’re both victims of our circumstance
Longing to be free.

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