Boring Houses for Boring People - Tomorrow
Time
Claimed for one side
A ray of hope that glimmers to rest upon your thigh
Pale
The sun fades from your eyes
Bare decades beg for lies
Stiff darkness to deny
Dreams
A box of things
The way she used to twirl her hair before she rings
Rain
My tears shine bright as day
Your children have no names
Thin ghosts that slip away
Cold
No memories washed ashore
No smiles beyond the door
A face I've seen before
Written by:
Tom Wright
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