The cracks in the wall
25 September 2015
This house fell ruins
To the dark tides in making
Ebb and flow of Time
I followed with palm
Of ivy green throbbing veins
That on the walls stood
Intricate weaving
The ivy throttled and held
A slayer though guard
Everywhere I look
Drastic move is creating
Inception of change
Will there be a dawn?
My system follows, pursues
Of systems the new
The cracks in the wall
They gape at me answering
To cracks in my Heart
Mutating morrows
Crumbling with the walls that fell
To fires now slain
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