

HomeI am a house With sturdy walls alike, Quiet, yet profound presence My limbless, tired structure stands silent. Gazing at the life within, I am adorned with memories of the past But down the hall leaps the present. They whisper their secrets through rickety doorways And in exchange I provide security A barrier from the untamed beasts I groan with their sorrow; their love and guilt for we are a single soul, dwelling apart I am a house I am thier home.Home
and am really impressed with your poems
u should write more
hope to see more in the future
stay beautiful
and keep your dreams
xoxoxo
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Please visit my gallery you too! I'd feel very honored
Thank you so much for the
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"Who was the fool, who the wise man, beggar or king? Whether poor or irch, all's the same in death."
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