by Erin Leger

Created on: April 11, 2009

Empty hallways call my name
Speak of a forgotten past
Those who walked have left behind
Walls hold untold secrets
Whispered through silent lips
For none to hear
Read what they have written
Invisible ink tells a story
Pictures show themselves on the
Old Paint
Walk through empty hallways
Feeling spirits roaming still
Others visit long ago life
To know what was alive
Is now dead
Stories told to all who enter
Revealed only to those remembered
Belonging to an empty past
Broken doorways break off tales
And end our walk
In empty hallways

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