Silent Room* (v.4)

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**[Verse 1]**  
The room is tidy, mirrors gleam so white,  
The piano draped like a horse in cloth — forgotten.  
Death visited here, held its grim consult,  
And left the door wide open, unguarded.  

**[Pre‑Chorus]**  
The calendar’s pages haven’t been torn away,  
But the clock still ticks upon the dresser’s shelf.  

**[Chorus]**  
In the corner, silent, watching all the pain,  
An oxygen pillow with a tube — a witness to the end.  
Oh, the silence speaks of agony untold,  
Of breaths that faltered, of a story cold.  

**[Verse 2]**  
I opened the dead man, lost in disbelief,  
Could this be me? This horror of flesh and bone?  
Or has the Mystery of Being, in its stealth,  
Already filled this shelter, left all alone?  

**[Bridge]**  
The air is heavy with unspoken fears,  
With echoes of the past, with silent tears.  
Each object whispers of a life once known,  
Now stilled, now frozen, in this house of stone.  

**[Chorus]**  
In the corner, silent, watching all the pain,  
An oxygen pillow with a tube — a witness to the end.  
Oh, the silence speaks of agony untold,  
Of breaths that faltered, of a story cold.  

**[Outro]**  
The door stays open — a threshold to the unknown,  
Where life and death have crossed, and now have flown.  
The room holds secrets, quiet and so deep,  
A silent testament to what we cannot keep.