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My Secret Room
Dagger, knife, sword and everything is cut
Actually they are softer than our words
Everyone stand to kill little piece in you
Like you don't have the right to live this life too
I count my heart beats that they bounds between walls
They even fear to get out from shell through the holes
Prisoners of body that now l mostly dead
Moan alone and tears... hold the problems inside my head
Each time I try to see the light out of the room
There's who slap me in face, but i don't know whom? ? ?
My body shake from cold, but the same time I sweat
I think because my soul ...