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Four walls,no lights, boarded windows,no sound
sitting and crying out your name
Do you hear me Jesus Do you hear me
Jesus do you feel my pain
Jesus do you know what my heart desires
Will i be isolated forever
why no one care
Do they not know im locked in this room filled with darkness
is my crys on mute
The four walls covered with passion of distress and misery
I am ready to break free
Scrape all my pain away
Jesus will you give me the strength
I'm ready for growth
grab the scrapper one thrust at a time
all the pain flow as i strike the wall filled with distres and misery.
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