New life
Has Sprung out of you,
The past left behind;
The place you were
Forgotten...forgiven almost
But I, I wanted you to die,
To be left as nothing
Or to burn until you crumbled to empty remains;
You, the place that taught me,
You the place that crumbled me
To nothing.
You are
Now surrounded with flower beds,
Your dark walls brightened;
The place you were
Warmed...homely almost
But I, I wanted you left cold,
To be left heartless
Or to be bulldozed until you fell to pieces;
You, the place that ignored me,
You the place that tore me
To pieces.
Life will
Move into you now,
Sweep away the flaws in your past;
Under a new rug,
Forgotten...Forgiven almost.
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