Letter #4
Oh I hope someday I'll make it out of here even if it takes all night or a hundred years need a place to hide but I can't find one near
Wanna feel alive outside I can fight my fears
Isn't it lovely all alone heart made of glass my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces skin to bone
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