Room, dark, dark, room For my soul you consume Empty alone frightened to the death Taking away my last breath dead cold it drives me insane can you see it is pain A dark cold cold place Where your feelings leave no trace stiff hard dead in its own way For your heart it leads astray
Reason for writing:
The room I talk about is the one I was in. For a very long period of time. That room I will never forget
Birth sign: Libra
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