Thursday, June 6, 2019

SHE HAUNTS ME

Glass figures adorn the house.
Quiet as a sleeping mouse.
Do they wake with the sun
To have some bit of fun?
This one is on a bed
With a hat on her head.
Were her eyes once brown?
Do they haunt the town?
I must get of this place.
I can still see her...


(Source: una-lady-italiana)

Glass figures adorn the house.
Quiet as a sleeping mouse.
Do they wake with the sun
To have some bit of fun?
Were her eyes once brown?
Do they haunt the town?
I must leave this place.
I can see her face.
She will haunt my nights.
So will the dead sights.
THE DEAD GAME

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