the room
the room scared from the lies you told my heart broken down the middle like the cracked walls you put your fist through sitting here in my chair you brought from that little antique store in the country I'm crying over you i cant believe i actually miss you after all you done to me you destroyed my innocence and you nearly took my life but still my heart misses all the happiness you brought to me you made me smile you made me someone you took me into the sun and let me be seen it made me feel safe and content but somehow you still left your bags gone all thats left is me but somehow i don't think ill stay the room now silent and decayed its unsafe and so am i
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