Alone and cold in a world of fear,
I cry and plead but no one can hear.
Fear of change, fear of love.
Wont someone send some help from above?
My fears encase me in a cold stone room.
No one knows, I sit here and await my doom.
No doors, no windows, no way of escape.
Nothing changes, its like pause on a tape.
My mind starts to play tricks, the walls are moving in.
I haven\'t done anything, Ive made no sin.
The walls erase me, my soul soaking in to their cold stone.
Nobody hears anything, not even a moan.
I am erased from the world, erased from all.
Nobody knows I\'m gone, nobody can make that call.
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