Hello old friends,
For you art thine only ones who hear this dismemberment,
A chocolate tint I need to paint you,
You've grown ugly since I have left!
Solid color,
You depress me oh walls,
Reminding me one is not come to see me,
Though where shall she be? As I write in moribund manner!
No daily planner dear walls, don't need none of those!
The mall you suggest!!? Think again you liar you,
Yet scarred as me its all soo true,
We've seen the grave and back!
Some judgment we have taken eh old friend?
Like you thine peelings haven't just began,
But match the rotted wood!
Shy you say I am ol walls, for you are just as well!
Well yes, a little shy I guess,
After all,
All the heartbrakes I've been presented with really can keep one silent!!!