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In the night she slept
In the day she dreamt
Hiding away from the feelings that crept
Shove them in rooms
And turn off the light
Starve them of food
And simple delights
Listen from a distance through a locked door
As they beg and beg and beg for more
More of the cries and more of the screams
And more of the pain that seeps from your seams
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