The Armstrong House Limited Edition

The Armstrong House Limited EditionThe Armstrong House A Place From My Childhood Memories In my room, the needle's stuck, us and them, lyric in flux. My gaze drifts, to the Armstrong house, Their laughter echoes, a gentle grouse. Dinners together, a blanket embrace, The living room glows, fear is not a trace. Monsters dont exist amidst the Armstrongs No creeks, no door squeaks, a forever song. No shadows loom, no whispers, late at night, Just pure contentment in their fading light. I

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whisper softly in the cats' ears

Skulls of watchers emerge from the mist

but those brushstrokes in leaf shapes do evoke that fall

reflect my own journey of resilience

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