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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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