My Window
The Window in my room
is my door to the World.
I can sit behind it, and
abstract on life
knowing well,
that it keeps it at bay.
And I am protected by it
even though I abstract about
what is outside.
is my door to the World.
I can sit behind it, and
abstract on life
knowing well,
that it keeps it at bay.
And I am protected by it
even though I abstract about
what is outside.
posted by this is me | Wednesday, August 02, 2006
2 Comments:
hee hee
cute. I can picture you sitting at your window in this one
I did actually sit on my bed while i gazed out of the window.
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