HOUSE

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My head weighs like bricks
My heart weighs like concrete
Bring these two together
And you'll create
a perfect wall
to seclude

My eyes can be the windows
Because they like
to be closed and drawn
My mouth can be the door
So it can be shut
because it always throws crap

I don't allow people to enter this house
Because they'll be hurt,
crushed
by my deadly remarks
Drown by my tears
that nobody knows about

And the house I'm talking about
is located
Faraway in the east
Camouflaged by the sands
Looked at as if
it's an abomination

a.k

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