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Her home was silent – like a grave,
No footmark on the floor.
No sign of life; no voice, no light,
I stared at the door.

On all the walls, the paint was torn,
And dust laid on the chairs.
Will she come back? No, she will not,
Cried all those empty stairs.

My pulse was racing with a fear,
I turned my head to right.
She slowly dimmed and in the end,
Moved finally out of sight.

With heart filled with a steady pain,
And tired, aching feet.
I knew I had to walk in vain,
In dark and endless street.

I wish I could forget it once,
That ugly, awful lock.
Which yelled: now she is here no more,
The time was 4 O’ clock.

(- Writer: Nay Af/Autumn Green)

That ugly, awful lock.

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A bird screamed in forest,
And stirred me up from the sleep.
A shadow emerged from the wall,
And got in my arms to weep.

Few tears fall on my sleeves,
Lost in darkness, one after other.
A prayer kept sobbing on my shoulders,
Like a child after losing her mother.

A pain nailed deep in heart,
Crushed my bones and the soul.
A fire spread in my blood veins,
And burnt me into the coal.

Like a phoenix, I turned into ashes,
My shadow ran away out of the door.
Fear stabbed me from behind,
And I fell down, Dead on the floor.

(- Writer: Nay Af/Autumn Green)

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