The Wall Behind MeI look at the wall behind me and it seems innocent at first. It's a lilac-y, lavender-y color, rather pretty, though the cracks and the wall can be seen, but then again, this is an older house, and it's nothing some spackle and re-painting can't cure.The door on the wall behind me is white, and leads to a small bathroom, big enough for one person, of course. There's a crucifix over the door. It's brown, with a little golden statue of Christ upon it, and he hangs over the door. Another crucifix, this one a little more ornate, hangs over the door that leads out of the room.This wall looks so innocent. So peaceful. Somewhat child-like.If y
Shy.. -Male Ver.-Girl..Just look at me..I've noticed you beforeAs days go byYour face sparks my worldEven as I go to bedI find myself dreaming about youThe way you smileThe way you lookThe way your voice calls for my nameIt melts me away and gives you my passionate flameI consider you my princessSo please come to meSo please walk to meSo please talk to meI'm hoping and hopingSo don't be so shyI never realized it afterAs time goes byYou seem to be near byEven as I cry, you walk toward meI find myself in tears of joyThe way you smileThe way you lookThe way your voice sings to my nameIt melts me away and you beco
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