Faded, Haunted Ruins


lit by dusty sunshine
it’s never been this good
walls whispering
oh please let me tell you my story
barely covered
such a lot has happened
but a very long time ago
centuries maybe days

curtain hides nothing
nothing is as honest
damaged lace
don’t let me go without a memory
dingy and dark
so much life in each fold
characters taking over
developing with age

the room breathes and shifts
my mind is awake
cracked bleeding
memories are on display here
playfully painful
pretense still abounds
you just have to let it in
step carefully through the ruins

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