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IF THIS HOUSE COULD TALK
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LOSING LOVE
The house says.
Soon Out the door, you she will be throwing.
Yes, that is where you will be going.
The walls say.
No more will you be seen in the halls.
No more will you be invited to any balls.
Soon, she'll be shopping for love at the malls.
The windows say
There will be a tear in your eye.
It will be like rain falling from the sky.
You'll feel the pain.
You'll ask why.
The weather will no longer be fair.
About you, she will no longer care.
