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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In each room, the walls were thickening with a silence, so harsh and sickening once there were smiles and heartfelt hope that soon faded, with promises they broke. No one could fight, no one was right except for those still in the light. It fell away, out of their sight quick as the day turned into night. Once a host, he became a ghost no message was sent in the post just months long silence became his science until he returned to find that it was too late. Too late to repair what once was there when they were drowning, he did not care. Lies and betrayal, to him were not crimes he lied with such ease, a thousand different times. But it wasn’t just him who knew how to betray even the righteous could be led astray as she watched them all struggle to reach the next day it took her four months, it was almost May. But she was so busy, it would’ve wasted her time something so precious, she still had her shine and all of her plans she could’ve stacked to the ceiling no, her concern was not how they were feeling. It is not true that they wore the halos mistakes get made when happiness fades but was that the fate they deserved? To be lied to and ghosted, discarded and broken left with no choice but to restart a life that they’d made, in one they could’ve stayed had it not been for such a cold, soulless depart. From the house that still lives in each of their minds a house that still lives, although it has died.
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