the shadows im my grandmothers
the shadows in my grandmothers house i have always been afraid of that house with that big brown mouse and that drown on my grandmothers face it takes my heart on a race in her house all i see is deadly shadows and a spying eye over the window and in the night its pich black light is what the house lack i wish i could see a blue blazing light because i feel like Im losing my sight i hope im not right it feels so heavy on me i think i see someone coming up stairs i can not count my mind turned into a doomed room i could not move i was even afraid of the chairs shodow and i missed the color yellow even though i felt a little bit mellow i could not fellow it could be a fallow must i say hello but im too gallow this place is just hallow i stared crying in my pillow it felt like solving a riddle maybe its not the house maybe its only my fright my the lord keep me safe this night for i see too many shadows in shades of black i can't even turn my back let me sleep for the next day i have to pack
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