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Nov 2013
This is the house of which I live
Empty inside except for me
No windows doors or seams
People come over but

See me they don’t
Love me they won’t
Touch me they do
Leave me always


In this house I am safe from

He who has done me harm
He who broke my heart
He who left me

We built this house together
But he left when things fell under the weather

With him he took

My warmth
My smiles
My Happiness
My love
Leaving me here with this empty house  

Sometimes men come over

**** me they do
Make me feel good they do
Love me they can’t
Remind me of him always


This is the house of which I dream
It has furniture just for him and me
It has huge windows that I can open and see out

People come over sometimes
But it’s mostly I just me and him

Make love we do
Happy we are
Leave me he never will

In the big comfy house of my dreams
He loves me always
He wants me always
He makes love always
He talks to me always
He treats me right always
He is my friend always

But I am stranded in this house
With no windows doors or seams
Living in a nightmare dreaming a child’s dream

Hoping that truth, love and happiness will appear
Hoping that he will find me love me and keep me near

But this is the truth and this is how I live
In a house with no windows doors or seams
Always and never alone
Written by
Sequence Brown
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