Welcome to the dark room of suffering,
Named by what it lacks, bitter irony.
Blood consumed by air, cries no one will hear.
No relief, no sleep, just a constant purest agony.
No moves, and
Hold your breath,
Death will come,
Put you to rest.
To peaceful darkness
With no pain,
The one you love
Will be okay.
Shh don't you cry,
Don't you feed sadistic scum,
Just be strong,
You do know -
Nothing lasts forevermore.
Room of suffering
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