I walk through the ruins haunted by the past reminders of my fear the memories of pain stay here to last they will not disappear the walls reflect the echoes of my screams sound goes on and on the trial keeps recurring in my dreams reality has gone no hope just tears inside the ministry no hope just fears a silent tear shed in a lonely hell accompanied by hate forgotten years spent in a prison cell no witnesses to tell the walls reflect the echoes of my screams sound goes on and on the trial keeps recurring in my dreams reality has gone no hope just tears inside the ministry no hope just fears split personality forced to conformity destroyed by brutality unfit to reality quest for indentity I walk through the ruins haunted by the past reminders of my fear the memories of pain stay here to last they will not disappear
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