The Mirror

There is a house that stands abandoned and isolated

Though was once filled with kind and jolly memories

Now it sits with no inhabitants but an occasional mouse

The windows are broken

The walls are all cracked

The floorboards are swollen

From the above leaky patch

The paint has all pealed

The tables and chairs are all chipped and worn

No longer able to hold a meal

The doors are all unhinged

Dust covers thick making mites cringe

This house worn down by years and years

Does not see nor hear

For this house is only a mirror

A mirror of everyone’s fear

 

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[shallimarRose]

This is quite deep... I notice you have not been read.. Let me be the first to subscribe to you. shallimarRose