Scratching in the Walls
I wonder if when you hit my baby You heard a thump under your truck Or if she was crushed unknowingly I wonder if when you hit my Ella If she died on impact Or if you made her suffer I wonder if you feel bad I wonder if you even know It's so quiet in this house Except for the scratching in the walls And the pit in my stomach Is a lifelong burden to bear
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