Forgotten Ones.

A slowly played melody made silence in a dark forgotten place.
A place where all the lonely thoughts goes, and all the hurting tears
keeps falling down. Where all the lost souls come, and time doesn't
really exist. Where hearts lie. Hearts that needs to be feed. Hearts
people forgot about. Where people wishes they never were brought
to life. There's no name for it, but they say that's where the forgotten
ones hide.

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