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Empty house
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An empty house doesn't need windows,
with no one looking out of them,
and no one looking in.
A knocker on a non-existant door,
an overused doorbell that chimes every hour.
A runaway carpet running down a hall,
but leading nowhere.
Scraps of paper scattered on the bedroom floor,
flittering with ominous delight,
as a breeze wafts through an open window.
Truth is,
it's shut.
The smell of dust in the kitchen.
That's not right,
is it?
A chill radiating from the gloomy fireplace.
That's not right either.
A sense of unfinishedness,
creaking from the floorboards,
and rattling up the faded walls.
I get the feeling they used to be green.
So did the garden,
now a confusion of tangled weeds,
and brown grass,
and the stale smell of rotting.
This house isn't empty,
it's dead,
no matter how many windows there are.
with no one looking out of them,
and no one looking in.
A knocker on a non-existant door,
an overused doorbell that chimes every hour.
A runaway carpet running down a hall,
but leading nowhere.
Scraps of paper scattered on the bedroom floor,
flittering with ominous delight,
as a breeze wafts through an open window.
Truth is,
it's shut.
The smell of dust in the kitchen.
That's not right,
is it?
A chill radiating from the gloomy fireplace.
That's not right either.
A sense of unfinishedness,
creaking from the floorboards,
and rattling up the faded walls.
I get the feeling they used to be green.
So did the garden,
now a confusion of tangled weeds,
and brown grass,
and the stale smell of rotting.
This house isn't empty,
it's dead,
no matter how many windows there are.
i dont even know
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