This box I live in,
Traping myself from the world,
quite and alone,
what happens when it rains?
I have not yet to find out,
So out loud she yells,
Telling you her story,
No can hear,
No one trys,
Trapt in a box,
Closing myself from love,
Everything that surrounds it,
Sweet and dangerous,
Doesn't matter if I rhyme,
My point will never be made clear,
Because her and I are one,
And where lost in this Box.
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