Between Those Walls

She’ll never know what happened
between those walls,
in that space,
carpet bare and faded and
wallpaper curling at the corners.
Its just a place, empty.
But between those walls,
she’ll never know the girlish secrets
whispered under covers,
or the night he came home too late;
what caused the paper
to peel, or why the back room
still smells like roses.
Between those walls, a million lives
were played and replayed and
she’ll never know what died
between those walls
and what still lives.


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