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Old building

Poetry By: KJHweir

Explaining details of an old home.

Submitted:Feb 16, 2013    Reads: 14    Comments: 1    Likes: 2   

Old bricks fallen onto the ground,

Dust falling from every corner

It waiting to be found.

Smashed windows,

leaping glass from the floor outside

to the heart of the houses shadows.

Below lies an old basement,

with the light from the only window

it glows a doll looking towards it.

Cold, lonely feelings,

struck the house for thousands of years,

only just to see,

The house was a dream and never could be seen.

(As winner of my poem contest, big thanks to Brucek- as shown on my link on my page)


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