According to the laws of Feng Shui,
A bed positioned to face the door is most inopportune, being the same direction
One is placed upon dying-feet pointed at the exist
Color: Feng Shui
He felt sick and tried to sleep again
Relaxed and breathed a sigh
The room was dark and silent
And he could still taste the lie
He laid there dazed and lazy
Feeling the darkness in that night
He sat up and rubbed his eyes
And looked over at his side
When he didn’t see her
A fear crept up inside
He knew something was wrong
She is never up this late
He cleared every noise running in her ears to listen
Hoping she could hear him
But couldn’t hear a thing
Only fear
He stood up and walked to the door
And pause one more time
Again he heard no sound
It came from downstairs somewhere
And he knew she must be here
He went down the stairs to find her
And grab another beer
He went down the stairs slowly
And turned the corner to the hall
He stopped and stood silent
His body frozen in shock
His mind trying to comprehend
As time ticked off the clock
He watched the look of pleasure
The passion in her eye
As she took everything he had
And gave it to another guy
His body began to tremble
His emotions ran hot
The pain was too much for him
And he began to fade
He prayed the dark would come
And take him away
He would not have to feel this
For even one lonely day
His body shook and he knew
That his time was near
It was there ending
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