Never a Home Away From Home
Never a home away from home,
The couch smelled of mildew,
The fabric was ripped and torn,
Wallpaper peeled from the walls,
Revealing horrible graffiti underneath,
Dark broken crystals hung from the drapes,
The place was a mess,
Not sanitary and far from clean,
The odor was rancid,
And
The ceilings tarnished yellow from the smoke,
The smoke was from the burning of all the saints.
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