Residential (In)Sanity
A haunt, a lilt, a stutter
A break, a whisper, a gasp of life
An end. A beginning.
Inexplicable depth and insurmountable confusion
Reality blurs, and the loneliness comes to a boil
Hatred.
Love.
The end of a beginning
Life in death where none should be found
Wilting. Ashes.
A friend to lead the way through shadows long since illuminated
Reconciliation through conflict
Forgive, but never forget.
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