All the long lost memories,
I hold more than ones mind can run.
Seen countless things, the moon and sun,
They've passed me by like a nascar on a stadiums checkered strip.
Haunted is the thought you get
When you see my planks bent and chipped
History has been made,
Mysteries have been sleigh-en.
You see those trees like sprout-less seeds,
Standing there freezing, Haven't seen green in centuries,
All the good hearts thats left me oh so lonely,
will someone please occupy me?
-Jazmine <3
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