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Jan 21
I hate this empty silence
It bleeds through these hollow walls
The wallpaper peels as I dream
I get lost in endless halls
Nothing is really as it seems
You can tell by how the rain falls
There is light outside this room sometimes
I can see it through the blinds
It waits for me to understand
Until I lose my mind
If I lose my mind, maybe I will understand
and leave.
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