House of Lost Souls
Black House
Lost souls
Forbidden thoughts
Black halls
Broken poles and stairs
Floors cracked and bare
The smell of death fill the air
Death of broken souls
House of lost laughter
Children no longer laugh
They sing sorrow filled songs
So long and so sad
Hell is in to deep
that it seep through walls of forbidden wrongs
meaning to be right
but no fight to be correct
A house cursed by the lost laughter of the children
and wrongs fighting to be right
Failure is in to deep
PAUSE
CRY
The house of lost death
Lost forever
Never found
Go to far your body will be bound
Death bound forever
never found never ever
Copyright © Michelle Pryor | Year Posted 2009
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