My House

My House

By Allie Marie

Break into my house.

I’ll let you in.

These demons that haunt us

we won’t let them win.

 

I’m a little shy,

but the glass is shattered on the floor.

Just before I almost sigh

it reminds me what I’m here for.

 

Rip paper off the walls.

We’ll start  to paint.

The constant buzzing calls

we’ll start to try to restraint.

 

Break into my house

I’ll let you in.

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