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empty room disease

this whole empty room thing will be the death of me cant stand another day of the echoing darkness mocking my every word spoken softly with tired lips bleed me slow of ideas watch it all circle the drain this whole empty room thing all the people said it would be so good for me all the people thought what a vacation from all those dark and dirty deeds all those love poems full of poison this empty room disease crawling in my heart have i given up has the world forgotten me there will be no rescue there will be no sunshine day to come no sweetest smile to save me this empty room silent all these years filled with words i cant take back filled with faces leaving full of faces leaving leaving

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