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When darkness exists
There is a dark room I know
in which I keep finding myself
with walls smeared with all dark
I never know the time or hour
I just find myself falling deep

I've felt it, maybe you've felt it too
everything jeopardizing your will and intentions
the descending of power,
the scratches, as you fall down the path
with new levels of low unleashed through the fall

There is a dark room I know
that exists somewhere deep
away from most highs I know
sometimes too deep to weep
tricky to snatch myself from that low

Screaming silently,
they hear but they can't
Once I'm in and the door locks
that farmiliar feeling I've never felt
is all that is left

I've felt it, maybe you've felt it too
the descending of power
Mostly it is never a choice
for I never know the time or hour

© Fidy♡

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