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Apr 2017
The barren house
Broken
Beautiful
The old man walked In the Debris
The record player
Broken
Beautiful
“I remember” he whispered
Memories swirled like illustrious pearls
Bathed in flames
The house creaked
Broken
yet Beautiful
as the wind howled like demonic wolves to the moon
The old man whispered “I remember”
Engulfed in flames
He was Broken
His memories were Beautiful
This Poem was one of my first, based off a short story I wrote which i seem to have lost. It's dated January 8th 2014.
Christopher
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Christopher  20/M/Utah
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