Watching a room
Deep-pression
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I'm watching my
room in the dark
all slowed down
the pressure of blood
is low
cold - me...
watching in the dark
a room...
full of day-mares
everything has a pulse
and dead rhythm goes on
old ghost
from the past
old scars...
tangled with unknown
vast horizons
where pain drifts in cold air
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