miniscule cracks
lining the ceiling of your bedroom
chart out the abuse of
occupants who took
for granted the
memories spilling over
molded window sills
but the cracks lining
each chamber of my
heart
chart out the abuse
of you
an occupant who was
far too familiar
with the way this
house twists and turns
even when vacancy
was no longer a
grungy sign swinging
from rusted chains
but a cry for help
-DDF
Jan 2, 2016
Jan 2, 2016 at 11:42 PM UTC
miniscule cracks
lining the ceiling of your bedroom
chart out the abuse of
occupants who took
for granted the
memories spilling over
molded window sills
but the cracks lining
each chamber of my
heart
chart out the abuse
of you
an occupant who was
far too familiar
with the way this
house twists and turns
even when vacancy
was no longer a
grungy sign swinging
from rusted chains
but a cry for help
-DDF
We can be beautiful.
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