Where do I go
When I feel numb
And absolutely dumb
Should I look
For corners to
Hide in
Or
For those doors
That'd never open
Once I'm in.
I shiver
As I realise
Love is nothing
More than a delusion
Yet, I crave for it
Truly and desperately
Locked doors
Shut windows
Suffocating rooms
Is what we've got
Pretend to live
Before its gone
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