It's cold.
But it has been for a very long time.
The pictures collect dust.
The floors creak.
The walls are caving in.
That little place was strong.
Time is a vicious fiend.
Killing memories.
Killing love.
Turning a home into nothing.
Very little remains.
Two souls unfilled.
Too grieve and wallow.
Over dreams devoured by temptation and lies.
Still trapped in the husk of uncertainty.
Unworthy of heavens grace.
Locked out of hells gate.
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