6:39 p.m. -- -empty frames
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was it all left unspoken was it all left in shame were the walls shattered, broken now who are we to blame no more lies to be hidden no more truth to ease the pain all that's left is an empty chapter no more walls to hang empty frames who are we now now that it's all vanished what will we be another day maybe we'll find again the wonders that came along somehow, then went away. Samantha book funny faces the corridor of poetry bookshelf stories 'n stuff cast |