Tuesday, March 2, 2010

Empty Room

There's an empty room that remains the same.
The damaged carpet,
fragile window,
and the ceiling blue.

But it was that empty room that I brought you to.
And never did i once hear a thank you.
Giving you a quiet place to let you keep away.
Living like that plane that flew through out the day.
You're gone now and there's nothing more to lack.
So keep it like religion and keep to your back.

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