Cold, wet, dark.Everything i wish was not.There’s no warmth, no other lifeWhat was left was only rotThe sun does not shine,No smiles of mine.In this place so dim and drearyI find myself so wearyYet no cure shall ever cure meNo light will ever find meIn this place so damp with loveNo sun, no laughter, no warmth, no life,Nothing here could lift me up.


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