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isolation

im alone
in a giant purple room with just a phone
its also purple; with blue and green and made in stone
and i dont know what to do all alone
........im a drone to myself

im psyched
i got some cds, a guitar, and a bike
but im here locked in this room with a mic
i dont know what to do but im psyched
........in a non lovely place

im depressed
i could barely get that out to confess
tha the roof is now my focus, im obsessed
gotta get it all off my chest
........and take 1 last breath

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Written March 20th, 2006

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