Once there was a house that was thought to be a castle one that was warm and all that kind of shit
Made you feel all warm and cozy marked and wore by all those years now this castle that kept you safe withing is loosing traction and there seems to be cracks that's only getting bigger
Letting that cold air deep in
Chilling you all the way down to your bones and all that stuff
And the people that was once young full of happy smiles laughs and life have gotten some kind of age with grey hairs growing in the young's places
With their I don't give a dams
Where there once was a half ass attempt there is none only a tug of war a little battle that can't be won nor will it ever be best
Where the picture that made them proud once stood there is only a web or two and covered in all that dust
Where there was all that life that was so full of cheer and hope there is none only a cuss or a fuss leaving the rest deserted
Where there once was security safety band her net
There is a big empty spot with some threads that she can't hang on to leaving her feeling like her fall will be dear to her tail bone
Angela Oaks
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