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Home Is Where the Heart Is Stilled
Abandoned places,where perhaps memories linger, with wisps of wafting moments, aware, somehow, even of the now, Though long forgotten by all others, One wonders why, and surely how, Such strong vibrations of the past, Seem to time, to have taken a bow... Gutted building, windows broken, Creaking, leaking floor, Last stepped on by the living, So many, many years before... Where lives were lived, and deaths have come in their way, To others, in a time gone by, Who here saw their last sad day, Tears were cried,hearts were smashed, Love withered, its flame reduced to ash... Is this a mysterious black hole of time?? A singularity, of now and here... Where time is not so limpid... And death is always near, And fear can swim in the unknown, The fear of time's mysterious cloud... As ticks, as tocks, somehow go forever by, so mysteriously, and seemingly, oh so loud... What was the last calendar's year hung? The last phone call received, And who had been the one rung?? Ghost House, Ghost House, Scary, time abandoned place, Secure in forgotten nothingness, And with time, you've lost the race.
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