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It's Just Me

You were bad to forget to lock the doors
So I thought I had better check
I stood by the bed my pillow you hold
While sleeping my side of the bed
As I walked down the hall you sat straight up
Had you forgot how the floor would creak
You stand at the top of the stairs and shake
I was always stomping down the steps
Your standing there with your mouth wide open
You would think you had seen a ghost
I always turn the handle then shake the door
To make sure it's tight and closed

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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