one finger
one piano key
dah
dah
da
dah
scream
alone in a home for five
these walls are empty
this mind is bursting
with no one to save
save for the dead
tears are a luxury
that well is dry
cold stone
dark echo
dah
da-da-da
my parents are gone
i am
the bit of the candle left
both ends burned
da-da
da-da
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