I have always kept my guard up
Hiding here behind these walls
But the loneliness wears on me
As I wander down these halls
To a graveyard filled with faces
Memories etched on every stone
No one's there to take their places
Feeling weary and alone
Empty rooms and hallowed footsteps
Silence echoes in the night
Tracing photographs and journeys
Silhouettes against the light
Recollections of some moment
From another place and time
In a prison here forever
Where the sentence fits the crime
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