Broken Structure

April 6, 2012
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All we see are falling ceilings.
Our only safe haven, our only home.

Falling. Sprawling. Helplessly, to the dirt.
And all we knew then was the sky and air.

The house lived on as broken structure.
Über beautiful, yet utterly unsubstantial.

Debris and finished memories perfumed the air.
And all we'd seen we're falling roofs.





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MaybeImCrazyButIThinkILoveYou This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Dec. 12, 2012 at 3:11 pm
I loved your imagery and how you brought life to lifeless things. Though, it pains me to see that you used slang! However, you're really getting somewhere. 5 stars :)
 
Nessa13 said...
Sept. 4, 2012 at 9:34 am
I love this poem! It is full of..just full of amazingness! Please keep writting! And,, if you get the chance, check out some of my work (: thanks and keep writting<3
 
writer3499 said...
Aug. 31, 2012 at 8:48 pm
This is really great!! Would you mind checking out some of my work if you get a chance? Thanks, but this peice is fantastic!
 
ponygal said...
Aug. 27, 2012 at 8:57 pm
wow that is way good normally i dont read poetry but that was amazing
 
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