Memoryhouse
Sleep Patterns
Waiting doorsSlept to waste the time until IHear the soundOf your footsteps climbing up thePorch as it rainsTrembling voices propogate these roomsI keep my eyes closed and listen to the noisePull the sound that lingers through the space that fills this house around.Was I alone in thinking something good?Water stainsOn the pillow where I lay my headDo they say that I was sleepingWhen away do IWait shadows climb window fading daysAs I trace the light that flickers through the roomPull the sound that lingers through the space that fills this house around.Was I alone in thinking something good?
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