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The House : my entry to the dark poetry challenge
its black bricks
and dirty walls
the high lobby
and the evening that fall
the cracked windows,
the wall grout.
should I step inside?
or may I doubt?
the silhouettes
caressed by the whispering wind
the slow...
and dirty walls
the high lobby
and the evening that fall
the cracked windows,
the wall grout.
should I step inside?
or may I doubt?
the silhouettes
caressed by the whispering wind
the slow...
