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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

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Book: Shattered Sighs