The House

May 15, 2009
By Alyssa Hernandez SILVER, Papillion, Nebraska
Alyssa Hernandez SILVER, Papillion, Nebraska
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The house is cold,
It is not a home,
It is barely a building.
Behind the windows secrets are kept.

The door is locked,
it filters the hope.
It holds back the tears,
From creating a gouge in the cloth of family.

The house is cold
There is no love inside its walls
The house is not a home

The author's comments:
This was just stewing in my mind. Not really sure where it came from but I like how intense it is.

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