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a house
A house down at the end of a street
A house I know so well
A house where lies such evil eyes
A house where no one should go
A house that's covered mostly in vine and moss and rot
A house that from behind the shutters draws the breath of hell
A house that lies in waiting for victims all unknowing
A house that feeds eternally
A house that from within come cries which echo in despair
A house which sits yet all alone too far for one to hear
A house from which there once was joy if somewhat long ago
A house that from the shadows waits
A house I once called home
