Skeltons of houses once loved dance away,
Piercing in and out of view by the trees,
Which fill and grow from the life given.
Breaking down the body in whole.
Given by life now buried underneath.
Life that had a name, a face, a family.
A person who once thought more was out there,
And fell beneath it all to let it grow.
Jul 10, 2013
Jul 10, 2013 at 11:33 AM UTC
Skeltons of houses once loved dance away,
Piercing in and out of view by the trees,
Which fill and grow from the life given.
Breaking down the body in whole.
Given by life now buried underneath.
Life that had a name, a face, a family.
A person who once thought more was out there,
And fell beneath it all to let it grow.
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