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House of Grief
When I'm with them,
I am not alone in my house of grief
They all know
The architecture as i do
From sorrowful room to another
They walk by my side
Making the whole disjointed structure
Of pain and emptiness
Not quite as frightening
As it was before
When I was alone
I am not alone in my house of grief
They all know
The architecture as i do
From sorrowful room to another
They walk by my side
Making the whole disjointed structure
Of pain and emptiness
Not quite as frightening
As it was before
When I was alone
Published 3rd Dec 2012
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Anonymous
3rd Dec 2012 12:31pm
Very well written, an interesting way of describing. Liked.
4th Dec 2012 4:49am
4th Dec 2012 5:21am
