What Happens In This Dark Room Poem by simply foregotten
What Happens In This Dark Room
In this corner of this dark room
she see her doom
The blood is leaking
As the flooor is creaking
the foot steps are louder
The lines on her wrist are getting crouder
This room is full Of doom
every corner of every wall
Shefinds her self falling even harder
The fading, blury edged vison
Its like shes in a Prison
just waiting for the call
Her soul is as leaky
As Her bleeding Body
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