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it's dark here

in this atmosphere

and no one cares about my fears

i am met by a willow

weeping silently to her pillow

suffocated as smoke billows

in through her windows

eyes bloodshot

as she welcomes the smoke

grey and hot

sitting in silent pain

as her lungs start to rot

she is the one

that they all forgot

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