Like a Gingerbread village
Smashed by an angry child
The
broken
pieces
lay
Scattered across the desert.
~/#^//~•º#~
Every shard a broken dream
And hopeless vision of the future.
Every
pile
of
crumpled!rubble
Hides beneath it bleak tomorrows.
~/#^//~•ª#~
What can ever be constructed
From the
frac
tur
ed
shards of
Hopelessness and heartless evil.
That bar the road to being whole again.
ljm
Took me well over an hour shifting words 2 spaces this way and 4 spaces that way. The way you post it is not the way it shows up when you save it. That's so frustrating. One of the reasons I never try this format for HP stuff.