Vandalized

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by brian viveros

Breaking and entering
The door still ajar allows moon rays to prism
Upon shards of glass left behind
Would be vandals attempting
To steal what is mine

Squirreled away safe
Beneath the spot where wooden boards chafe
I laugh aloud at what you were unable to take
The crime committed but your reward remains untaken

The corner of one lip curls upwards in delight
Safe still are mementos and tokens
Of the girl who reads and leaves books open
Quick was your depart a mess left in your wake
But not one piece of this soul were you able to have me forsake.

~DivineChaos
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Photo Credit: Brian Viveros

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