Category : Poems

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There is a distant yell. A sudden scream 
What was that? It wasn't me. 
There is a music box on the dusty floor. Busted windows and bolted doors. 
The laughter of a child echoes through
The wail of her lost soul is embedded in the room. A searing pain strikes the heart. 
Memories and memories. Oh where to start? 
Wilted rose center and front. Light knows no life for a crying corpse.