Brick by Brick…
Destruction as delightful as painted lips…
Vein by vain…
The structure shifts…
Piece by peace…
Walls start to crumble…
Stone by stoned…
My temple starts to tumble…
Rein by reign…
Truth billows as high as the plume of chalky smoke…
Weak by Week…
A new foundation my soul will invoke…
Tier by tear…
Marble and ivory will replace cement and plaster…
Wright by write…
“Recostruction welcomes the unavoidable Destruction…”, My Master….
-Madamchryzl-
Rhymes, Writings, and Confessions to Small Crimes 
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