Standing here all alone,
in this darkened hallway.
Longing to hear your sweet voice.
But it never comes...it never has.
I am as cold as ice,
my body is turning numb.
I have lost all feeling,
of what is fake and what is real.
Tears run down my face
as I fall hard onto the floor
Laying here, Crying here
Dying here...
...Alone on the floor.
 
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