The moonlight reflects pale off the
crumbling walls of this town
Broken bricks block the paths where
no one walks any more
Dust coats the cracks in windows and
the nails that hold them down
To protect the mildewed curtains that
hide the grandeur that came before
One more stone falls tonight, beneath
the weight of the moon
To lie amidst the broken bricks
unseen by anyone
One more layer of dust tonight, but
not enough to hide the wound
Time's tender healing brings only
disease with the dawn of another sun
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