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The House that Bleeds
Sunlight creeps in the fractured window
lighting dust covered floors
the walls bleed in pain there is no rain
a spiders mark just above the door
On the ceiling dances the shadow
the clock whispers evermore
there is no rain the walls bleed in pain
a fire burns in the very core
Paint peels in tears of a widow
every sound resounds a roar
the walls bleed in pain there is no rain
at the threshold you stand just before
Yet no entrance will be granted now
the planks will creek nevermore
there is no rain the walls bleed in pain
a touch of the unknown they come for
2:40 PM - 3/28/2007 -
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