The Room

In a room full of glass
For my death I implore
On my hands and knees
Begging for no more
Peace can be mine
When I am free from pain
To close my eyes and dream
To never be hurt again
The darkness envelops me
And the night calls my name
Never to see the sun
The shadow is my bane
If I could escape this grief
To you I would fly
An end would be welcome
To all the tears that I cry
In death I will walk
And take doom to my heart
As I stand in this room
My soul falls apart



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