The house I grew up
is slowly falling apart
just like me.
It’s used and broken.
No one will ever want it
just like me.
It’s an unattractive eyesore
to everyone sharing this town
just like me.
and it’s filled to the brim
with things it’s trying to hold in,
just like me.
No one comes to visit
and honestly, why would they?
This house is just like me.
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