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Chapter 6: Prisoner of Thought

from This Strange Confinement by Dede Booth

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The only thing I've known,
I'm not meant for this.
I'm walking in circles,
cracked egg shells under feet.
The mind slowly crumbles,
living for no change.
And I'm stuck knowing my pulse
continues the beating.

Prisoner of thought.

An automatic sign
taken as a fact.
Why question my own mind,
the noose I believe,
when everything feels sane
and pain proves me right?
So I'm stuck knowing my heart
skips to the punch line.

Prisoner of thought.

My beliefs leave me hanging.

Prisoner of thought.

My beliefs leave me hanging.

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from This Strange Confinement, released November 15, 2019

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Dede Booth Boston, Massachusetts

Dede Booth is a Boston-based drummer turned multi-instrumentalist who writes about the human condition through prog/post/art rock sounds

"Booth's ability to convey complex narratives through music is a testament to her artistry." (Prog Sphere)

"A talented musician." (Strutter)

“A one woman tour-de-force.” (The Metronome)

“Irresistibly compelling.” (Progression)

“Ineffably moving.” (The Noise)
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