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Your House
i open the door to my final fate
a place to understand
with words of hope to bring me back
i once have ruled this land
i bare gifts and stories
from lands so very far
about a girl in a growing garden
and a twinkle with a star
to share them with you would take time
required you hear me now
ive always spoke these magic words
but hear them you knew not how
in your kingdom; portraits
of hearts broken in distrust
taken. a vision of secrecy
in a betrayal ending with lust
your bedroom is a wonderland
of stories from many worlds
people tell them in different ways
older men to younger girls
your hallway has led to many places
worlds too far to reach
to an ally way of sinners
or a church in which they preach
your patio has no awning
to directly block the rain
to prove its the tears that cant be held
when releasing all the pain
your house is a place of misunderstandings
where the unopened minds dont belong
listen to me, this place isn't a maze
even though i've been here way too long.
