A room full of shadows,
it keeps me on low
I tried to escape,
from the room that suffocates me.
-already suffocated
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Cruel
PoetryA poem wherein she always hated the cruel world or crowded place, not until..
escaping
A room full of shadows,
it keeps me on low
I tried to escape,
from the room that suffocates me.
-already suffocated
