Sep 2014
A house full of spectres,
a mouth full of rye,
left out in the darkness,
someone will cry.
death was a reason,
tears were for show,
once out of the bottle,
these spectres wont go.
a mouth full of rye,
left out in the darkness,
someone will cry.
death was a reason,
tears were for show,
once out of the bottle,
these spectres wont go.
© H V Swan
