My Place
My room
With it's four walls of secrets
and a place for work, a place for my sister.
Smells of my shower the night before and worn shoes,
even my busy day.
Reminds me of good and bad times
and the hurricane that walks through every now and then
because no one is perfect
With it's four walls of secrets
and a place for work, a place for my sister.
Smells of my shower the night before and worn shoes,
even my busy day.
Reminds me of good and bad times
and the hurricane that walks through every now and then
because no one is perfect
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