My sad memories
I LIVE IN A HOUSE
CALLED TORTURE AND PAIN
IT'S MADE OF MATERIALS
CALLED SORROW AND SHAME
ITS A LONELY PLACE IN WHICH TO DWELL
THERE'S A HORRID ROOM THERE
AND THEY CALL IT HELL
FROM THE FAUCETS RUN TEARS
THAT I'VE CRIED ALL THESE YEARS
AND IT'S HEATED BY MY HEART
MADE OF STONE
BUT THE WORST PLACE TO FACE IS
I'LL DIE IN THIS PLACE
AND WHEN I DIE
I'LL DIE ALL ALONE
LUBAINA RAAJ
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