Prisoner of Time

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Time has locked her in a cage

Where paradise never change

Sarcastic illusions of minds
Whispering closely into the shadows
Waiting the night born up in pieces

No one was there at the right time
The unbearable hours
Standing in half, between past and future

Collecting memories of photographic time
Infinitive request of darkness
Chaotic equations disable dimensions

Time has locked her  on a cage
Where illusions had never been changed

(dedicated to someone dear to me)
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