Your room still is the same
No ones been in it since you left
The posters are still on the wall
Your bed is still a mess
Your clothes are still in the closest
The skateboard you loved
Is still in the garage
With all your old toys
And baby clothes
I could never get rid of them
There is still a place for you at dinner
I put it there expecting you to walk through the door
But I know that you never will again
Because you are beyond this world now
Jul 23, 2013
Jul 23, 2013 at 12:15 AM UTC
Your room still is the same
No ones been in it since you left
The posters are still on the wall
Your bed is still a mess
Your clothes are still in the closest
The skateboard you loved
Is still in the garage
With all your old toys
And baby clothes
I could never get rid of them
There is still a place for you at dinner
I put it there expecting you to walk through the door
But I know that you never will again
Because you are beyond this world now
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