Walls lavender As i walk into what seems like a secret garden.
Flowers everywhere in my purple sactuary.
Walking in and out of this bright room
removes all my troubles from my mind
The wall's upbeat tone reflects onto my mind as if i was walking in a hall of mirrors.
Posters and memories of the last school event,a lot of cd, and a journal in which i vent.
Although if a floor came with this room, i haven't found it in a while,
the bottom covered with random items that make my smile.
Stuffed animals ripped apart and tissues shredded on the floor,
dirty clothes and so much more.
It looks like my half-wit dog paid a visit to my room.
Thursday, February 12, 2009
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