Windows gone,
Boards broken,
Wind howled through,
My hiding spot.
Stars fading away,
Mountains shrinking,
Purple, black clouds,
Beauty flies away.
She, deeply removed,
Baseboards stale,
I, in the attic,
Thrown to rags.
Dust of love,
Stuffed, rotted leaves,
Heart in decay,
Life gone dead.
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