Bespoke to broken, this interwoven tapestry of tragedy, Crooked frames and cracked glazing Slithers of wistful window gazes glint in borrowed light Where doorways with no door stage a ballet of leaves, Who pirouette in the footsteps of once glorious days By peeling paint, I'm a sunken ceiling, I'm cracking up, and can seem threatening I'm falling apart I'm scary at night Take dark, forbidden Keep out, keep out! No, no, no go forth A has-been, a once was, the leftovers, an eyesore, bleeding, oxidizing, A few remaining, unloved, emotionally damaged, a waste of space,
|^ CREDITS ^| -- Art - @Blank_Dimensions Coding - @Blank_Dimensions Character - @Blank_Dimensions ( Design Made By @Toxic_Soda <3 ) Song - Neglected Space - Imogen Heap ( https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3dW2FFkXIdM )
