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by Jacob Oct 16, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Whenever I'm in trouble Or I feel like I'm about to and stumble I retreat to my room The only place to escape the gloom And when my life's all torn and tangled My room transforms into the perfect world A world without all the pain And loves the only thing that remains But the greatest thing about this room of mine Is that it only exist within my mind So it will never be void and it can never be destroyed