I feel the ground like it was my heart and it thuds like thunder
Isn’t there anything I can do to stop it?
I’m searching out for any sign of any
Communication amongst these locked doors
Were all alone even if you see the other person cry
There isn’t anything to belong to any more
You can’t make your way out unless
You dig your way out
By Chloe Rae
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