Four walls, all black.
No door, no way out.
It seems so bright,
But its dark inside.
All I can do is sit back.
Time passes and I don't age
And it seems like this pain will never end.
The darkness whispers, I only listen
And it waits for an answer
But all I do is sit back and never answer.
The dark is cold but I don't care,
I only wish this would end.
Life is pain and I a mistake
And I can't do nothing to erase it.
Four walls, all black.
No door, no way out.
All this pain is locked inside
Without a way out.
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