that 1 day you had a name you had fame before these walls were left with empty halls you were grand seemingly taller yet standing no higher a perfect posture your façade was like a face no blotches
not to die a portal to the past an awakening of lasting memories buried by the rubble opening the door the darkened window seeing the light as never before it wasn’t a war that turned this to
eye on the prize she never taking her eyes off the target dives head first without concern of the outcome the result out weighs the consequences letting no distraction catch her eye keeping interferences
abandoned too left discarded no longer part of someone’s life scraps scraped & tarnished battered & broken no longer needed heaped piled mounded in a mass waiting to be hauled off some call trash some
abandoned covered in graffiti with no meaning splashes of color initialed hearts of couples that no longer exist some call it art most look at it in a sketchy way what happened to this once upon
