What is this place?
This dark and senister space?
Lonliness and depression is all that is left
Its theft
Everything has been taken away
I give up and lay
On the pain
Im starting to feel insane
I laugh and smile
But all the while
I am in the dark
Waiting for a small spark
Of hope
But I have to cope
Because it will always be there
No point to share
So what is this place?
This space?
It is my home
Where always I rome
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