Monday, December 14, 2009

Shadows on the ground,
making funny faces as they follow you around.
Into every secret that you walk, they come on;
with no worries to care, they wait by your side till dawn.

Its never too late,to join the game,
all shame is a sham, just like fame.
The day is up on for your eyes to shine,
at the end of the day,being alive is just fine.

You were born, into a special gift,
the world colored in flowing lines,
of all those you love and look up to when you cry.

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