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The House That Never Sleeps

A house with windows broken out
Doesn’t know when it became so
When people took out the furniture
And moved up and on
“Maybe they’ll come back,” it thinks
But eventually,
It mourns its desertion
With flakes of falling plaster

When did I change?
How did I stumble into this alteration?
The lost woods
Echo with the resounding notes of a piano
“Love is not love that alters
when it alteration finds.”
Is this the way that I’ve been duped
Did you make me blind?

I’m so scared it’s real
And scared that it’s just passing through
The lies and imputations that cause
Me to love you…or you?
Why am I so happy that I think I won’t get hurt
When it hurts so much to admit
I changed my mind
Or to wonder if I’ll change it back
And hate myself for sticking to my original
Answer and turning back to what
Was not so sweet

I’d ask you to wake me up when this all is over
But I can’t get past you
And I can’t sleep
Conflict, but as of now, I'm not so conflicted.
Old houses get left behind sometimes
And that's okay


"Love is not love that alters when it alteration finds," from a Shakespeare sonnet. (Don't remember which one.) ^^;

Poem belongs to me, not you; please don't steal=D
Rallya Featured By Owner May 20, 2010  Student General Artist
this is very powerful. (: I love it.
Professor-Kirby Featured By Owner May 20, 2010  Hobbyist Photographer
Thank you :3
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