Poetry Empty Ballroom

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It could've been a wedding
Could've been a funeral
The checkered tiles on the floor are tainted with untouched champagne
Broken glass litter the otherwise perfect floor
Chairs that once held a human, or something like that
The lights are broken
Screams echo through the silent room infinitely
Cake resides in slices only to be infected by bugs
The perfect walls are overgrown by vines
A figure enters


Note: Hey so I really enjoy writing poetry, would anyone else be interested in seeing more from me?
 

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