In Ruins

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January 14, 2016 by Felicia Hf

Old dusty house
Weed slithering up the steps
Wood crumbling to dust
At the mere light touch.

Broken and forgotten
Lonely
No one wants to live
In the broken house.

Signs of danger
Plans of destruction
Every once in a while
Remembered and recovered
Before forgotten and lost again
Just like the house itself.

© 2016

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