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Hoarded House

3/2/17


Molded ceilings
With the paint peeling
Revealing
Something unappealing

A building long forgotten and forlorn
Rotted floorboards
Broken and torn doors
In a bad condition and poor form

Large amounts
Of trash strewn about
All throughout
The house

Due to weathering, bad habits and tendencies
No longer sitting steadily
Foundation in jeopardy and the whole structures integrity
From an accident that happened chemically
By the incorrect use of chemistry

All around the ground grime and filth
Many different types of liquids spilt
Left there with little if any kind of guilt

Most of the fence is bent
Regardless of the intent and no harm being meant
It all left quite the hefty dent

Such a pungent smell, without a mask, you could not adjust
The whole entire place riddled with dust
And far too much junk and "stuff"
Stored improperly collecting rust
Just about on the cusp
Of falling completly apart in a way that is abrupt

A path was taken
And the damage changed it
Leaving it dilapidated
No longer accessible, but at one point it had a basement

By: Dalton Ogletree

Copyright © Dalton Ogletree




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