Poem: Old Room of Memories

RoomBlackWhite

The room was tattered with lost
forgotten memories.
Dust hung in the air, clinging to silence.
Echoes of voices from the past scratched at the walls…

Twas a room that once held life…
Heard laughter…
And made memories…

But now, the room sits here…
Stagnant ….
Frozen in time…

-ariana cherry 2015

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