Echo

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Just popped in my head. I started thinking about old houses and abandoned factories etc. I don't believe in ghosts, but when you enter places that have been lost in time its like you can here an echo of the age before.

In this house i feel your breath.

This house

This house

In these halls i hear your echo.

The halls 

The halls

In this room is where you slept.

This room 

This room

In this garden the flowers you kept.

The garden

The garden

By this window is where you wept.

The window

The window

In this chair is where you died.

The chair

The chair

In this house i feel you.

Funny things is i dont even know you.

 


Submitted: December 06, 2014

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Nocturnal Ponderings

I get the feeling as well. Nice to know I'm not alone :)

Sat, December 6th, 2014 4:05pm

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