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Mar 2015
We were brought to this destruction
These broken houses you see
That's me
Abandoned to wither away
That *was
me
A different war, gone to this day
I must say
Inside you
Inside me
War and destruction  kept at bay
Because here inside this abandoned place
Love was made
Fire in a fighter, adjacent
These crumbling walls for art to display
Of creative minds with something to say
War and destruction left to wither
"I am not afraid
I will be okay"

This is a sanctum
A private place of broken glass
Of broken walls
Of broken ceilings
All these broken thoughts and feelings

We were brought to this destruction
It shows innocent strength under all corruption
A war full of meaning
In a place where peace is seeming
Through it's artful colored walls
The air still stiff and quiet and all
My love was fed with fire to feed
Under the sun from the holes in this ceiling
I need you to know we have a meaning

This place is me
A fire in a fighter
I will not stop my war
Unlike all these abandoned houses
You won't be forgotten and useless
From even before we came to this destruction
This apparation
I always knew there would be more
For you and me
For our eyes to see
**My fight had more fire when we walked out that *door
Nicole Ashley
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Nicole Ashley  F/New Mexico
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