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When i look around the room i see that everything inside is meant for someone else. the pictures on the wall the extra chair meant for a guest the ashtray sitting there so silently now just an ugly paperweight i never got to earn them i could have but didn't see now i sit here suffering their availability two cups to share the joe a dresser meant for her clothes an extra chair that wont stop screaming it's the only thing i hear everything here is meant for someone else for a couple or a family but not for me well i think it's time i changed that it's my responsibility i've got to stop this suffering this availability the coffee calms my nerves a torn up sheet to make the rope a dresser to write this letter on the ashtray can hold the ring the pictures on the wall make for an okay final scene this extra chair will stop it's screaming when i kick it to the floor oh yeah woah yeah nothing in this room is meant for anybody now not the letter, the story, or the golden ring and definitely not the body on the floor oh yeah woah yeah nothing in this room is meant for anybody else not any more.