Escape Game

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I'm trying to escape this room

Where I got some things to do


Want to escape this room

Where I got time to lose


 nothing gets me out but walking

If anything I should try running

Opening the door is a good start

Before my system falls apart


And I got so many excuses

One for each of my thoughts

I need healing for my bruises

That don't show but never go


Screens disguise as an exit,

Walls fake to be a safe place

Pleasure becomes  painful nonsense

And movement becomes a battle


Two players in a sick game

Inside a fucked up arena

Both have the same face

Each have different eyes.







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