The bare flesh trembled
Oh how lonely you are
Your friends lie there, crumbled
The life and dreams, left as a memoir
Hearing you cry, crying at night
Crawling, screaming at my door
I looked into your rotten eyes, so bright
The old you, the happiness, not there anymore
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