The Room

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This little white room

I used to call home

is now demolished from fire and snow

I cried a lot

But my sorrow is through

I am now okay

no need to break through

Dosnt your heart hurt

When you see a place in a shadow or very big heap

I made my heart suffer

And tried with all my might

That I might be saved in God's eyes...

Sudenlly I was happy that my little white room is gone now

The sorrow has departed

I am now living in a big house

Gods house

He is very happy that  made it through the ash

That litttle world was my little white room

That i know realize was black

It is now in ashes... stil oh so cruel

It makes a big scene when there really is no need

The little white room is gone

but that is the way i like it

If you didnt understand what it meant.. it was talking about how someone was dying.. and how they thought that the world was there true hime, and how she made it throgh the "ash" (as in bad influences; she made iit to heaven) and how the worl was really a dark place. And she likes it that way. :)

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