Weeping Willow

June 17, 2012
By Anonymous

Underneath the Weeping Willow,
All that I can see is right in front of me.
And the voices come in to play,
and the scene unfolds in front of me of the world I wish to live in. I step inside,
to see the world fall apart in front of me.
The portal has broken down.
I can no longer see the Weeping Willow.
All that perfect can never last, except for my love for you.

The author's comments:
This is the first piece i ever wrote back in fifth grade. I hope you like it,.

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