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Sunday, December 12, 2004

Staring empty,
Empty walls.........crumbling below the self made moat,
The hardened foundations have gone soft,
From the tears from the sky,
Raining constantly, dripping down dew wet,
Nothing left,
Except an empty shell,
No laughter,
No joy,
No little feet pattering down the halls,
For it lies vacant,
Desolate,
Everything had gone,
Left in despair,
And the rain falls,
Falls on what is left.........

Mused by Sukunami Taka around 11:33 PM

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