My Crowded Mind
My eyes are made of marble,
My skin of steel,
Take a dagger to my heart
And still I bleed.
A lifeless doll is how I feel.
Sitting in a case,
unable to steal.
Protected from all,
But am so unsafe.
Unable to be freed.
Unable to escape.
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