HomeA Poem by WryFighterAbout losing a relationship you've cared for for as long as you can remember.
I built this house,
Brick by brick, As a hope for my wife, And a home for my kids. It's stood here through Storms, floods, and fires. It's become a symbol, For the whole town to admire. But one fateful day, Something came to test, Whether the best house in town, Is really the best. And it threw at my home, Everything it could. Slowly ripping away the walls, Faster than anything would. Until all that stood, Was just me and the frame. And with one sigh of relief, Down my house came. © 2013 WryFighterAuthor's Note
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