Empty room today, and here I sit.
Chalk outline upn the wall, I
Remember tracing it a thousand times
The night she died. Why?
There's no sleep today. I can't pretend.
When all my dreams are crimes, I can't
Stand facing them.
Now who will come to wash away my sins?
Clean my room, fix my meals, be my friend?
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