Charlie
Here I am standing, infront of the factory
Whereas everything's eatable and free
Here I am laying on the grasses, so green yet gloomy
Whereas my thoughts begun to swallow meIn the room where chocolate's a waterfall
I was helpless, drowning in bitterness,
Between the walls, I tried to please all
I got stuck in my screams yet no one hath heard of meI was holding for so long, shall get going
Or let go before the sweets completely melts
Thou so unforeseen, thought the candy is sweet yet it's reversed
The other kids left, I was Charlie, the last one standing
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