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The house is enormous now Riddled with stones, cobwebs and dreams ended too soon The ceiling doesn’t hold my conversation So I just stare at it, blankly And it stares back, a brightly beaming white In only a few seconds I start to see those little spots Six of them, moving across my vision as my Eyes fill with tears and my heart refuses to let go
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Oct 13, 2023
Oct 13, 2023 at 9:29 AM UTC
The Place I Called Home
The house is enormous now Riddled with stones, cobwebs and dreams ended too soon The ceiling doesn’t hold my conversation So I just stare at it, blankly And it stares back, a brightly beaming white In only a few seconds I start to see those little spots Six of them, moving across my vision as my Eyes fill with tears and my heart refuses to let go
JRTaveras
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Oct 13, 2023
Oct 13, 2023 at 9:29 AM UTC
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