Crumbling Dreams by Charmie Sweets

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Why do you hide inside your wall
When there is music in my halls
All I see is an empty room
No more joy on a empty tune
It's so good to sing all day
To dance, to spin, to fly away
Is somebody there
Creeping through the room
Up upon my stage which feels more like a tomb
(Long Perhaps not)

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