My head is empty, As a great hall
The words
They echo, Off the wall

Thursday, July 22, 2010

Limits Exceeded

I can not stay and play today,


I have to run away, away.


Far away, from you my friend.


I’m sad to say this is the end.


I can not stand you any more.


I’d really like to shut the door.


Just let me be, I need my space.


Don’t try to find my hiding place.

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