A Place

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There's a song that made me happy.
It made me smile.
Now it makes me snappy. 
It makes me feel vile. 
You've been gone awhile.
I feel like I'm awaiting a trial. 
I feel like it's my fault,
That your life came to a halt. 
There was a song that took me away. 
Now it takes me to a different place.
A place where the sun doesn't shine,
A place where joy runs and hides. 
A place where clouds bellow,
A place where I see no other fellows. 
A place where I hate,
Where I dread. 
When I'm there,
I envy the dead. 
This song makes me cry,
It makes my heart die. 

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