Shadows Of Shadows
You rent the fourth floor of nowhere,
a place like any other place.
Except there, your expectations,
run counter: to reality.
Haunted by ghosts of hurts and doubts:
you rent the fourth floor of nowhere.
There are no fantasy dreams there:
nor shooting stars, to grant your wish.
There, shadows of shadows get cast;
behind doors that never open.
You rent the fourth floor of nowhere
and set no limit to your stay.
You cannot swim, you've tread water
in a wading pool all your life.
And now, locked in your hideaway:
you rent the fourth floor of nowhere.
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