There was a body upstairs,
I knew it,
you knew it,
the people on the other end of the phone definitely knew it,
the blood spread down the carpeted stairs,
and by the time it reached the wood floor,
it was discolored and it smelled a bit,
I thought I could pay someone to go up there and check it out,
but no one wanted the gig,
people started gathering outside,
whispering,
this is how rumors spread,
I thought,
with a lot of assumption,
and stupidity,
and my unwillingness to go upstairs,
I don't even know why I was still in the house,
I think I thought if I left,
they would burn it down,
maybe---
maybe they would
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