The house that never dies
Knocking on the wallsRapping at the windows
Sounds in the attic
Crys of a widdow
Footsteps in the night
Childrens laughter in your ears
Telling a tale
Of forgotten years
Figures in the dark
Seen from the corner of you eye
A life once lived
That seems unwilling to die
A house telling a story
For those willing to hear
Uncovering untold secrets
No intentions of fear
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