During the day it is quiet and peaceful
There is nothing that can disturb me
I know this house from top to bottom
It is all because I died here
All its secrets and desires consume me
There is nothing I can do but cry to the silence
When night comes my nightmares come to life
But with a sickening thud I realize something even worse
I am not alone.
Dec 2, 2012
Dec 2, 2012 at 1:19 AM UTC
During the day it is quiet and peaceful
There is nothing that can disturb me
I know this house from top to bottom
It is all because I died here
All its secrets and desires consume me
There is nothing I can do but cry to the silence
When night comes my nightmares come to life
But with a sickening thud I realize something even worse
I am not alone.
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