World Unknown
I know there is a soul in my bedroom
It thinks I cannot see him, but I do
His touch is freezing cold on my warm cheek
He whispers softly that he loves me so
I hear him weep and cry aloud in pain
For he is trapped inside the world unknown
What hurts the most is that he grew on me
And I cannot let him know how I feel
That him and I are not that different
I am also trapped in a world unknown
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