Humidity could be felt on the walls
Touched with the palm and used to scare
They used to sweat
They used to stink
Everything swamped and hot
But in the corner
Laying on a bed
A cold piece
Made to stay alive
Trapped within its body
It could not think anymore
Thoughts of times of sanity
The worls was izolated
Where the sun would salute him
And the night was violent
Fear and guilt
Invade the corners of the room
Pain was left constantly
They keep on destroying
It could be seen through the window
The eye of disgust and scorn
When you hear the laughs of madman
That's about to die
To suffer alone in disgrace
His hate is his own
Always hating being alive
Sarcastic existence
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