There's a cold dark corner
In the back of my room
It speaks to me
And says I'm coming for you
As I lie in my bed
In the fetal position
My eyes are closed
Hoping and wishing
Maybe that one day
My dreams will come true
That I don't have to be here
So down and blue
The corner keeps talking
About how I'm going to die
All I can do
Is lie there and cry
As the corner gets closer
And takes me in
My soul starts to burn
As so does my skin
My bones shall lie there
Turning to dust
My bed surrounds
Nothing but rust
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