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“Get Out”

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Drowning in a cloud of hope

No light seeping through,

Just a wind of opportunity drifting by

Killing all my dreams like a sad goodbye

Waiting each day for a liberator

But no one shows up

Just the evil doer that shows up every night,

Creating a black cloud in my eyes.

Trying to think of an outbreak

Is like trying to play mind games.

Maybe if I do good, I could be released,

But that would never happen because

I will always drown myself in fear

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Your University, Your News, Your Life
“Get Out”