of the past
of the present
in ur heart
under ur bed
in a board
in ur house
of pets and friends
of family and lovers
that haunt ur lives
drives away ur wives
blood dripping from our teeth
others lives will not sleep
anger haunts ur sides
sadness will come inside
being scared will not help
be strong so they will yelp
inside it burns
for a soul that yearns
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