Saturday, October 25, 2008

These walls are blank
Like these pages are new
A fresh beginning awaits us
As we decorate our home
Away from you

We, I can finally walk
With bare feet
There is no concrete
Not even the pavement in the street
I will never be that weak
Your vision of me meek

Now we fly
With flowers in the sky
I’ve always been shy
But nobody knew that was why
And I never wanted to cry
Can you tell me why?

Why you changed your mind
That was such little time
Almost a crime
Your scar will do time
God knows I’m doing mine
As I hang this picture one more time

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