The House of Sorrow

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The house of sorrow only knows pain
With constant clouds and pouring rain
The house of sorrow feels so heavy
It can barely hold steady
The house of sorrow is filled with tears
That seem to have been flowing for years
The house of sorrow is abundant in misery
Leaving only the wish for liberty 
The house of sorrow is ever consuming
Like the dark shadows looming