The dark house where Jeremy lived
No lights and no door handles
Just sunsets through open walls
candles keep it lit but ghosts walk it's halls
Through the old concrete
As abandoned as I used to feel
As dark without power
As poorly maintained and unwilling to heal
people don't want things that are not cared for
things left in the dark
For ghosts gather momentum when ignored until
they prey on us like sharks
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