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Written in blood
These empty sad rooms echo of the people who once lived here
Elegant tattered curtains swaying from the cold wintry drafts
Happy Light filtering warmly through the cracks so very clear
Displaying dancing dust particles covering handmade crafts
Oh the love and laughter these walls and floors once embraced and felt
Children’s giggles from running and playing in delightful chaos
Water stained floors from snowy puddles brought in then slowly melt
Like many pages in a book that’s what this house said to us
But in a small room towards the back, secluded from the rest
A room sparsely furnished without any sign of elegance
Had a wall with a written plea for help there in blood confessed
Evoked such a chill as we felt the desperate sense of helplessness
These empty sad rooms echo of the people who once lived here
Elegant tattered curtains swaying from the cold wintry drafts
Happy Light filtering warmly through the cracks so very clear
Displaying dancing dust particles covering handmade crafts
Oh the love and laughter these walls and floors once embraced and felt
Children’s giggles from running and playing in delightful chaos
Water stained floors from snowy puddles brought in then slowly melt
Like many pages in a book that’s what this house said to us
But in a small room towards the back, secluded from the rest
A room sparsely furnished without any sign of elegance
Had a wall with a written plea for help there in blood confessed
Evoked such a chill as we felt the desperate sense of helplessness
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