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Jul 2020
coming home to a silent house
      it's cold and empty
              no sign of life
just the moon shining through the skylight
                     onto your face that
                             once made everything else look dull
and now you're more empty
                                  and deafeningly silent than
                                         this cold house

my lonely house is more of a home than you.
Written by
Sam  19/F/anywhere
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