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Prisoner of my mind
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My fear of the dotted lines. My cowardly fear.
Rated: Fiction K - English - Hurt/Comfort - Words: 77 - Published: 11-12-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3073742
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Haunted.

Hurled back into my past,

Praised guilty in my mind.

No given chance to diagnose,

I ran away, I avoided, I never went back.

I never overcame.

I've seen what those pills have done to my friend,

I don't want to be weak.

Presented as a role model,

Someone who overcame,

But I never overcame.

I dismissed all efforts,

The dotted lines are still empty,

Awaiting my name.

I never overcame.

I ran away.

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