Silence brings me to an empty room

Dusy and full of noise.

Green dress and blue shoes

Beautiful wooden toys.

Photos still hang on the wall

From a past I barely remember.

Would be wandering more around the room

But right now it is December.

Swirling in an tomb I’ve made

Where my life can finally end.

A letter to Samuel sits on the table

Too bad it was never sent.

This place reminds me too much

It is no longer what I admire.

I turned around, lit a match

Set the entire place on fire.

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