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[xxfearandflames]

these walls too have bits of me in them
it's soaked up depression, bitterness, lonliness
they breathe shallow as their paint grows thin
as the boards begin to crack
as even light can stain it now

I come home to a room that feels old and cluttered
you are what you surround yourself with
when i leave the room in the morning the black condensation of the

Comments

[blacknwhitemask]

i never feel like my room quite knows me.

[sorry, this was a slightly unrelative comment.]

what you wrote was very thoughtprovoking.

leesifur...

[x12xsublimexx]

you're such a girl....bleh!