Walking through corridors of despair
I carry a burden I can never share
I walk on my own
I die alone
I'm so unlucky to have my teeth
Ugliness in a smile gives me release
The floor is falling under me
It's all dark here anyway
I can hear it crack under me
I guess someone likes a cruel play
I walked on my own
They all let me die alone
I'm so lucky to have this peace
It helps me ignore these absent teeth
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