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What happened, what became, As I walked through Footsteps of ash On a polyester floor, The door opens Footprints, Disappear, Invisible, As had never been there, I'm perplexed as my fingers Feel like spider silk entangled But nothing is visible, I ascend the stairs My hands guild me, Rooms bear Naked Stripped Exposed Floor boards, walls different "What happened" I was only but gone a day, Temper flares, I awaken in the dinning room Dust unsettled, As if from a height I fell, I manage to steady myself Disorientated, Confused, Questioning What is happening, I gaze at the stairs Palm prints  saturate The walls, Ash fading imprints Evaporate, Erode, Dissipate And gone as before, I look upon a mirror I see the house as before, Warmth radiates I turn but boards greet my gaze "I scream" And the mirror cracks But only silence was heard, Then I realise I am but a Memory in the Halls, Rooms, Floor, I see my self fade A last memory of a house That like everything Had its place, And like the footprints, Hands upon a wall, I fade away, The last memory of house That crumbles around me. "They say memories last forever" But never again will there be any in these halls.
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
Last Memory Fades
What happened, what became, As I walked through Footsteps of ash On a polyester floor, The door opens Footprints, Disappear, Invisible, As had never been there, I'm perplexed as my fingers Feel like spider silk entangled But nothing is visible, I ascend the stairs My hands guild me, Rooms bear Naked Stripped Exposed Floor boards, walls different "What happened" I was only but gone a day, Temper flares, I awaken in the dinning room Dust unsettled, As if from a height I fell, I manage to steady myself Disorientated, Confused, Questioning What is happening, I gaze at the stairs Palm prints  saturate The walls, Ash fading imprints Evaporate, Erode, Dissipate And gone as before, I look upon a mirror I see the house as before, Warmth radiates I turn but boards greet my gaze "I scream" And the mirror cracks But only silence was heard, Then I realise I am but a Memory in the Halls, Rooms, Floor, I see my self fade A last memory of a house That like everything Had its place, And like the footprints, Hands upon a wall, I fade away, The last memory of house That crumbles around me. "They say memories last forever" But never again will there be any in these halls.
#scream#memory#fade#footsteps#crumble#ash#crumbles
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Sep 28, 2014
Sep 28, 2014 at 10:30 AM UTC
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