It hasn’t changed since
The last time she was there.
The walls still wear the
Scars of her memories.
The hardwood still creaks
The same beneath her feet.
The sun still doesn’t
Shine through the windows.
Though the demon has departed,
Its stench lingers in the air.
Burning the structure to the
Ground won’t cleanse it or her.
It must be carved from the
Earth and damned into oblivion.
She will waive her purgatory for
Eternity and choose her fate.
She’ll leave her body in the place
Which consumed her soul long ago.
2007-01-05
18:17:09
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