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Lying in a bed of broken glass,
Afraid to watch the shadows pass, Echos and whispers silence slice, Unshed tears turned to ice, Darkness a crimson color bled, Hopes and happiness fled, Eyes staring straight into space, Unable to look another in the face, A fake smile the haunting light, Burning the room and burning it bright, Scared to move and scared to leave, Scared just to even breathe, Screams dying on un-dead lips, Pain from the light that whips, Living life through the looking glass, Waiting for the scene to pass.
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