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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I get the feeling as well. Nice to know I'm not alone :)
Sat, December 6th, 2014 4:05pm