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Haunted (Lyric) by Bachus
There was a room
It was cold and removed
At the end of a hall
Where pictures hung true.
And never 'nough light
To make out a face
Of children dressed up
By brides in white lace.
Dusty and old
Turned the house with its age
Like a book read too much
Cracked spine shedding page.
I still walk by quite often
Call it heartache, or need
I try remembering you, but...
Without chipped paint, or weeds.
Another Autumn's coming
With its frost and clear skies
Bringing winter upon me
Like the day that you died.
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Overall Rank: 1515
Posted: August 29, 2004 2:30 AM PDT; Last modified: August 29, 2004 2:30 AM PDT
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