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Blackened walls
Graffiti splattered floors
A shriveled husk of former glory
Beauty stolen by age and the elements
A house of the arts
Turned to a house of pain
Ghosts of the aristocracy
Seen in smoky mirrors
Once used for beauty
Now a den of sin
How it could've fallen so far
We shall never know
Graffiti splattered floors
A shriveled husk of former glory
Beauty stolen by age and the elements
A house of the arts
Turned to a house of pain
Ghosts of the aristocracy
Seen in smoky mirrors
Once used for beauty
Now a den of sin
How it could've fallen so far
We shall never know
Published 24th Jan 2015
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25th Jan 2015 5:20am
descriptive, artistic portrait of an abandoned building. you evoke the sorrow...
29th Jan 2015 4:46pm
