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Inside a haunted room, A violin is being played. But for whom? A stranded soul, With an unknown path, It is in pieces, it is unwhole A requiem is being held, In its honor, For such pain, it had withheld. The room is brimmed, With an audience of one, And its pain is at last, being trimmed.
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Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
A Requiem For a Lonely Soul
Inside a haunted room, A violin is being played. But for whom? A stranded soul, With an unknown path, It is in pieces, it is unwhole A requiem is being held, In its honor, For such pain, it had withheld. The room is brimmed, With an audience of one, And its pain is at last, being trimmed.
"For such pain, it had withheld." = It didn't ask for help, decided to keep all the pain to itself
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Apr 18, 2015
Apr 18, 2015 at 12:30 PM UTC
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