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This house is full of shadows
They speak of me while I sleep
Cobwebs drape like a canopy
Hovering overhead, spiders watch me
All eyes always on me
All ears always open
Waiting for me to trip
And fall down the stairs
Poised for attack
In my haunted room
I try to sleep under threadbare sheets
Alone on cold nights
The floorboards creak as ghosts wander
Ensuring that I'm isolated
I walk through this dark house
Turning on the lights
Monsters lurk in the shadows
I avert my eyes
And look for the sun