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Broken windows, shattered dreams

Within this house, invisible screams

Memories of those, now left behind

It’s so unfair, but life’s unkind

Pieces strewn about the halls

Crumbling pieces, of the walls

Rooms, in tatters, torn, disheveled

The forgotten ruins, of a devil

Now cast aside, this demon roars

Furniture thrown, against the door

Stairs that lead, to no certain place

A man of honor, now disgraced

What he refuses to condole…


…are the cries of every tortured soul


May Writing Prompt:  Forgotten ruins – Day 18/31

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