Shortened Rope

In my shadows of sorrow

I hide

In this room of memories

I abide



In my saddened heart

I break

In my earthly body

I fake



In my echoes of screams

I breathe

In my darkest of days

I seethe



In my river of tears

I cry

And in my final day

I die

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