There are places buried
Deep within
The emptiness of memory
That close beside the places that you share
Behind the walls of shadow
And despair
Are filled with all those painful things
You know you never could
Forget
And each and every day
You lie awake to walk the
Labyrinth
Of half submerged
Remembrances
Only to awake and
Put the mask of daytime
On your face
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