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Empty voices, empty sounds Empty rooms inside this house Hushed by fear and fear itself breaking down my mental health Nothing stirs and nothing lives-- inside this quiet empty house Silenced whispers, silenced eyes Silenced laughs and silences cries Silenced, silenced day and night Silenced, silenced, out of fright Nothing speaks and nothing talks-- inside this quiet silenced house Crumbling roof, crumbling bricks Crumbling lies and crumbling tricks Crumbling, crumbling bits of trust Crumbling into bits of dust Nothing stays and nothing stands-- inside this quiet crumbling house Inside this quiet empty house this quiet empty silenced house this quiet empty silenced crumbling house-- Nothing lives, yet nothing dies Nothing prospers and nothing thrives Fear as sharp as sharpened knives I am dead, yet I'm alive
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
My House
Empty voices, empty sounds Empty rooms inside this house Hushed by fear and fear itself breaking down my mental health Nothing stirs and nothing lives-- inside this quiet empty house Silenced whispers, silenced eyes Silenced laughs and silences cries Silenced, silenced day and night Silenced, silenced, out of fright Nothing speaks and nothing talks-- inside this quiet silenced house Crumbling roof, crumbling bricks Crumbling lies and crumbling tricks Crumbling, crumbling bits of trust Crumbling into bits of dust Nothing stays and nothing stands-- inside this quiet crumbling house Inside this quiet empty house this quiet empty silenced house this quiet empty silenced crumbling house-- Nothing lives, yet nothing dies Nothing prospers and nothing thrives Fear as sharp as sharpened knives I am dead, yet I'm alive
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Feb 18, 2016
Feb 18, 2016 at 6:16 PM UTC
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