#mildew - Hello Poetry

The floor gave out But I didn’t I stood there with a mouthful of dust Like it was air Okay to choke The walls peeled off their faces Showing nothing but cracked bone And hollowed out promises I touched the silence It burned like rust on open skin No crash No bang Just the slow grind of everything Falling apart quietly Until even the debris forgets It existed I stayed to watch the mildew Become a new kind of home

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Jul 26, 2025

Jul 26, 2025 at 3:31 PM UTC

Sorelle

Collapse

The floor gave out But I didn’t I stood there with a mouthful of dust Like it was air Okay to choke The walls peeled off their faces Showing nothing but cracked bone And hollowed out promises I touched the silence It burned like rust on open skin No crash No bang Just the slow grind of everything Falling apart quietly Until even the debris forgets It existed I stayed to watch the mildew Become a new kind of home

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Stained ink to bring wanting. With concave, lights twisting notes. Fingertips in unreal closet. Lights with mildew out nothing. Pure broken tapping closets to ink fingertips.

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Mar 16, 2018

Mar 16, 2018 at 10:16 PM UTC

SilverLaughter

White

Stained ink to bring wanting. With concave, lights twisting notes. Fingertips in unreal closet. Lights with mildew out nothing. Pure broken tapping closets to ink fingertips.

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Dark was the night in the hour that you left me I had no idea to bid you a farewell And in the night that you had left me I did not know the essence that you had claimed And on that night my lungs were clear and free of mildew But at the break of dawn, my heart was not the same.

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Sep 17, 2017

Sep 17, 2017 at 2:05 AM UTC

zarlengo_

To Have Left

Dark was the night in the hour that you left me I had no idea to bid you a farewell And in the night that you had left me I did not know the essence that you had claimed And on that night my lungs were clear and free of mildew But at the break of dawn, my heart was not the same.

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