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The light from under your bedroom door It bleeds golden streams Spilling out onto the floor Making a bridge of light We're both connected. You and me. Your room is so close by. Can I come in? It's locked. And I've tried knocking. I can hear you crying through the door. Is it me? Why don't you let me in? I can help you. You have your secrets I'll keep mine. I'll come back later. I'm back. Compose yourself. There's nothing to fear It's only the house settling. I'm only down the hallway Getting closer now The boards creak I hear your heart beat faster Don't be afraid It's only me. And I've always been here Since the day you moved in Waiting for someone like you To share the house with me.
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
Unsettling
The light from under your bedroom door It bleeds golden streams Spilling out onto the floor Making a bridge of light We're both connected. You and me. Your room is so close by. Can I come in? It's locked. And I've tried knocking. I can hear you crying through the door. Is it me? Why don't you let me in? I can help you. You have your secrets I'll keep mine. I'll come back later. I'm back. Compose yourself. There's nothing to fear It's only the house settling. I'm only down the hallway Getting closer now The boards creak I hear your heart beat faster Don't be afraid It's only me. And I've always been here Since the day you moved in Waiting for someone like you To share the house with me.
UNSETTLING, Copyright © 2020 Andrew Layman, All Rights Reserved.
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Apr 21, 2020
Apr 21, 2020 at 9:54 PM UTC
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