Category : Poems

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I passed the House of Memories
twice in the same day. 
I saw the broken windows
and the walls made out of clay. 
I passed the House of Memories
and I saw the lights a-glow. 
I saw the faces in the mirrors,
faces from long ago.
They laughed and then they frowned 
and they smiled and then they cried. 
They stared out with wide eyes
of those who have died. 
I passed the House of Memories
and I saw the places I knew. 
I saw the birds shot from the sky
and the birds who finally flew. 
I passed the House of Memories
and passed the storms and the floods. 
I passed the tears and the smiles
and the laughter and the blood. 
I passed the House of Memories
twice in the same day. 
I passed the House of Memories
and then I flew away.