Mel's theme
By magg77
You're sifting throughthe crumbs of your existence.Finding onlyyour dusty past,cradledin your weathered hands.Who you wish to beis sadly peering overyour heavy burdened shoulders,with tear stained dreamsin a dirty sack.Silently begging you,to just turnand see,the open door behind you. Written October 30th, 2001 © on Oct 30 2001 02:32 AM PST 0 • 10
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"You're sifting throughthe crumbs of your existence.Finding onlyyour dusty past,cradledin your weathered hands.Who you wish to beis sadly peering overyour heavy burdened shoulders,with tear stained dreamsin a dirty sack.Silently begging you,to just turnand see,the open door behind you...."