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some say hell is a burning world of fire,

i say its a dark blue room in my empty house

in which i saw you last,

my hearts broken now, but it happened in the past

I sit alone in the dark,

with a black and blue bleeding heart



waiting for my pain to go away

because the drops of happiness never stay

my sink is red from the tears i once cried

i thought it would never happen to me,

i was so happy so free



now im locked in this casket screaming to get out

because when im in here

your cold  broken body leaves my mind no doubt

i cant stand this world anymore

the one and only i had to adore

if they could my thoughts would cry

because inside i pray to die,



who are you

i love you but you need to go away

i fear i cant stay

i want.....need to be alone

this is hell

not a place i call home