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Gray Area
On this side of the window
Reality seems so rare
Deprivation choking me
Now I’m running out of air
Watching the sun go down
Curiosity has grown
My arms remain scarless
For this is all I’ve ever known
I need to dismantle
The ropes of my mapped-out fate
They’re suffocating me
I hope I’m not too late
This sick, sad, little life
Its law I wont abide
Lead me to the gray area
And let me decide
I’ve only scratched the surface
Still digging to find the haunting core
To be reborn by its essence
Before I smell the rose on my coffin door
Let me have my freefall
Into what I’ve yet to know
Be my forbidden savior
And let this trapped girl go