Finally, I'm capturing my voice on a page.
Walking in my room, the smell hits my face.
I've got nothing to look for in places like these.
They're holding so much more in their faces with ease.
I've left my self alone.
This silent dwelling is home.
Now I've found good place to rest.
I've got nothing else and nothing left.
Walking in my room, the smell hits my face.
They're holding so much more in their faces with ease.
This silent dwelling is home.
Now I've found good place to rest.
I've got nothing else and nothing left.
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