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the house of sorrows stands alone,fights and screaming creaks and sighslistening to broken souls, fighting for control. the house of sorrows knows the painof each resident by name.he watches the daughter choke back bitter cries.he listens to the father’s wordsthat choke the mother’s steely eyeswhat broken ties. the house of sorrows knows no peace - fights increase. he hears the hurt all the noise. watch the moon, all will be over soon. he feelshe knows too much the house of sorrows stands alone, all that’s known.maybe it will cease,will it get better?the house will heave a final sigh,look up at the blanket with sleep,no longer hearing the weep.
the house of sorrows stands alone,
fights and screaming
creaks and sighs
listening to
broken souls,
fighting for control.
the house of sorrows knows the pain
of each resident by name.
he watches the daughter
choke back bitter cries.
he listens to the father’s words
that choke
the mother’s
steely eyes
what broken ties.
the house of sorrows knows no peace -
fights increase.
he hears the hurt
all the noise.
watch the moon,
all will be over soon.
he feels
he knows too much
all that’s known.
maybe it will cease,
will it get better?
the house will heave a final sigh,
look up at the
blanket with sleep,
no longer hearing the weep.
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What is the sum of 7 and 11:
It's your turn! Move into the poem. Renovate it. Knock down its walls. Put your spin on it. Make it your own.