In the house there I sat
Not making a sound
Yet silence bellowed all around
In the room there I sat
No light there to guide
My eyes ever closed, trying to hide
In the corner there I sat
All alone and cold
Always forsaken, not a soul left to hold
In the dark there I sat
Without a ray of hope
The darkness is now my deathly cloak
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