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Throats raw from screaming,
but I haven't said a single word.
Scream as loud as you want,
theres no way you'll be heard.

Light is just beyond my reaching arms,
this darkness is getting the better of me.
I thought I would leave these walls,
but this darkness seems to suit me.

I've thought this through,
drowning in my consideration.
You always said we could make it,
but I stumbled when I heard your intention.

Light is just beyond my reaching arms,
this darkness is getting the better of me.
I thought I would leave these walls,
but this darkness seems to suit me.

What of these lost thoughts of you,
I just can't seem to rid this regret.
These creeping pains are neverending,
following like my silhouette...


Thoughts, comment?