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Room of Mine


This is the first time

I'vew ever felt to trapped in my room

The mayflower of my ingenious thoughts

Won't even bloom

The threshold to love

Seems to be a thousand miles away

And I feel I've missed the train

That's going in that direction today

I used to dream a thousand dreams

and I could once reach the clouds

Now my feet are on the ground

and I'm so lost in the crowd

Ironically i'm sad

but a single tear won't drop

and I keep on trying to heal my sould

except the pain won't stop

 

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