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Four Walls.
These four walls,
Are the only friend,
That hear my pain,
That see my tears,
I hide it deep inside,
But at night,
Alone, I cry,
I'm dying,
I can't live life like this,
My only friends that understand,
My four walls,
A pen and a note pad.
My heart,
Is falling apart,
My soul has died,
I cannot live,
A once love filled life,
Thats now incredably lonely,
And dark, everywhere.
Some one has taken away my light,
Blown out the candles,
That was once my only way,
Of seeing lifes good ways.
No more, No less,
I'm already gone.
My soul has left,
Its all one emmence burdan now,
All left for my heart,
The only thing left,
Lingers in my mind,
They are my dreams,
But even they have died,
For you are gone,
But you youreslf,
Are free.
