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Haunted house in my mind (with Reading)

Broken windows and old walls,
The dust has already decayed on the glass.
Terrible view and carries ashes,
Being pulled inside by dark forces

The cursed house stands before me,
Overgrown with weeds and reeds.
Here everything is so gloomy, it smells of darkness,
Corpses of cats are at enmity with ghostly mice.

For spirits, I think, it would be quite suitable,
But not for a human-living being.
Ordinary people would immediately depart,
After all, this house, you see, is for witchcraft.

For carrying out any rituals,
Spells, black magic and death.
This house was created for me it seems,
But why? I am not evil at all.

It's always raining over this house,
And then the air is damned, by God!
Go to bed here and don't fall asleep,
And you can't forget about the anxiety.

There are only tears, the face of sadness
I hear, the voices speak of my death
The spirits here are never silent, tormenting
And the pain still presses on the temples.

Loneliness, evil and sadness.
I don’t want to live anymore here.
Suffocating as I bleed out
And at the same time drown all the trouble
Written by KristinaX
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Video and music royalty free credit to Karl Casey @ White Bat Audio. Whoever you are Karl, you are one awesome dude; thanks!
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