I'm keeping it back in a desolate room
For no one to see nor to hear
It's locked down and tied up, it cannot move
No matter how hard it does try
It screams out loud every time I pass by
And the voice haunts me down every night
It sucks out my stomach with anguish and rage
Forcing dry void down my throat
Yet I'm keeping it back in a desolate room
Reminder of hopelies that swelled,
I'm keeping it back in a desolate room
And I hope that you're keeping as well.
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