The 5 rooms of living
Room 1I'm picking it apart again
leaving you too pick up the pieces.
Shadered and falling too pieces
my stars fade into the blackness of space
while you live on through time.
Room 2
Leaving on a rocket to the moon
this love has won it's last tyfoon
rocking on waves of life.
This room is lossing space.
Room 3
I spent up this life,
where nothing is free not even a way of life.
Room 4
These flowers are to celabrate our love and journey through life.
Lets live on tell nothing is left but the dusty rooms of this life.
Room 5
Dust is but a product of living we can't keep it from accumulating.
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