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The house is huge, but yet at times it seems so small.
There is no one to play with
No one to race the halls
No one to slide down the banisters.
There is just me, myself and I
You promised brother that you wouldn't be home late
But the clock has struck one, so what time is late?
My eyes are heavy
My walk is slow and staggered
My voice quavers calling out for you, but the mansion is so empty.
So empty and so alone.
The wind is screaming
The floorboards groan with every step I take.
Everyone is asleep, but me
I can not sleep
I can not dream
I can not live
Until I hear the door click open
And your hallow footsteps enter this lonely house
Because when you walk through the door, the house is no longer a house
But a home.
Jen
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