The House
Feel it as you enter the house of fear
The darkness surrounds so very near
For evil doesn’t leave when life ends
With the coldness of his soul to comprehend
And it is difficult to find peace here
Then I saw him in the top corner staring down
Pointing to the door without uttering a sound
Clearly we weren’t welcome here
So we left the house quietly finding it so clear
We wouldn’t know its ghostly secrets that abound.
© Paul Warren Poetry
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