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The House on Erlanger
Erlanger crumbled
Shrouded and strange
Memories jumbled
The house's deranged
The patter of feet
Laughter in the air
Echoing sounds no ones heard in years
Voices of colors
Exposing these fears
Erlangers crypyic
in a pastel yellow way
Reflecting the anguish
it's seen from it's walls
This time when it beckons,
don't answer it's calls
Hiding defection
Living in gloom
Lost in a shotgun
with only three rooms
A very visceral poem. Nice :)
A very visceral poem. Nice :)
Thanks. ^^ I really like your
Thanks. ^^ I really like your writing too.
Let your teeth show
That house looks kinda cool
That house looks kinda cool with the tall windows. Liked the read too.
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They're all over New Orleans,
They're all over New Orleans, if you've ever been. Sadly, a lot of them are delapdated. The one I lived in was eighty years old when it was torn down. What's this about taking a break with your writing I read?
Let your teeth show
I'm working through it.
I'm working through it. Slowly but surely. I'll be back in full force soon. I can never stay away for too long but I just got overwhelmed with hatred for my own words. I also write at impyshideout. Been playing over there a bit. Got a fairytale series in the works.
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