Super Natural

by KAP DAR   Apr 7, 2007


He works his nose to the grind stone
every day he said I'm never home
I asked what he wanted to know
with dimming lights the felling your not alone
this house has bad wiring or its hunted
yes it is he replayed its hunted and I don't know why
I was surprised he was a real person
but still he was blind
do your lights do this all the time
I don't see it he blindly said
as the lights did it again
he still could not see
Finally I showed him to another room
where the lights listened to a thought of his
he believed I enlightened him
because he then saw the light dim super natural

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