557 – Closed doors
Memories
Of a warm home
Linger
In the breeze.
Snapshots
From a broken life
Floating
Down the drain.
Lonely
Has a different taste
When the door closes
From outside.
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Memories
Of a warm home
Linger
In the breeze.
Snapshots
From a broken life
Floating
Down the drain.
Lonely
Has a different taste
When the door closes
From outside.