Sunday, February 8, 2009

The Shades of gray


The wooden floors start to creek, the pictures lean crooked on the wall, the windows have begin to thin out through the years. The vines are slowing smothering this house that once was so beautiful. The leaves are slowly trickling down to the ground one by one. To many times I have cared to much or stood on the edge. So please dont walk to close, please dont sing, please dont lay so close, or hold my hand those things touch me to much and I dont want to fall anymore!!

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