as i sit in the corner of my room crying, wailing and waiting for a miracle. i heard a voice calling out my name. i couldn't tell where the noise was coming from it was everywhere it wasn't pleasant its like its coming from hell. hell was calling to me, my soul needed saving and there wasn't any one to save it. i'm shouting and screaming help me! help me lord! but no one listened no one helped. i'm just sitting there in the dark room in the corner of my room just me, myself and i and my shadow, and only god knows what else.
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