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Never make a person your comfort place. You would not realize when this comfort Becomes a haunted house, shadows lurking, Walls that once whispered peace now echo fear.
The warmth you once sought turns to chilling cold, And the refuge you found becomes your trap. Memories hang like cobwebs, clinging tight, Whispering doubts where there once was solace.
Doors you thought open slam shut with a thud, And windows that showed light are now opaque. The heart that once was home now feels foreign,
A maze of corridors leading nowhere Beware of building homes in fragile hearts, For comfort's ghost can swiftly change its face.
