walking through the hall,
my eyes fell on a piece of art,
a piece of art trapped by a frame,
a frame keeping it away from the cruel world,
and then i noticed that the art my eyes saw was not that of any kind,
it was one showing more than just meaning,
it was one that made me feel something,
feel the hollowness
the grief
the sadness
the mischief
and the damage was already done,
the damage was a...
