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These walls i call home

still sound screams their one decree:

"I won't die alone"


These walls still screaming

"Who's blood, who's bones still linger"

Calling their flesh home.


Early summer breeze

My mother so pale she screams

"the wind's stealing me"

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⏰ Last updated: Aug 10, 2015 ⏰

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