Bricks and A Roof

Homestyle? Is there any?
My house is my own!

The mirrors reflect only a foggy images of me.
The cracks in the walls are the unique naked malformations,
Made by the livin years we had!
Wich carefully, we try to fill up with just and only pure regreat!

No more willing to forgive nor forget
The one, who tried to help us around the house.
It’s now gone…it’s up to us to fill up
The missing gaps that make our house
Incomplete…unfited…not even railed for others…
My surprising unqualified house!!

-ze.reis

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