ART + LIFE
Harrow
He slid his finders across the wall
The dingy old paint was beginning to fall
Eternity spent in this one place
Not a single memory could be erased
The echoing of his mothers screams
The foot steps of his fathers leaving
Ragged crying and the heavy beating
It all seemed to have no meaning
Each room held untold stories
Carrying within it's unspeakable glory
No family filled with love
Just the memory of Hell's demon spawn bug.
Families aren't always as cheerful as they are made out to be.
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That is extremely dark and depressing...I love it.
SEIJU
2008-02-26 19:01:03