By Dean •
BOX.
INSIDE MY BOX,
MY INPREGNABLE METAL WALLS,
I BUILT IT MYSELF.
ALONE AND APART,
STAYING CONCEALED IN SOLITUDE,
SURVEYING THE WORLD.
TORMENTED BY DREAMS,
BUT FEARFULL AND HELPLESS,
I CAN’T FIND MY VOICE.
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