You were a brick until yesterday. Now your a pile of debris. You were solid, so i thought. I guess some one pushed you out of the wall or chipped away at you. I'm not sure what happened, but here i am standing at the wall once again only this time you're not in the wall. You're on the ground. You're in pieces. Some one should have caught this, but more concrete or washed the graffiti off. It's too late now, i get the broom and call someone to put a new brick in, i don't have the time to be upset.
In memory of Hunter
really good. I like this a lot.
ReplyDelete"It's too late now, i get the broom and call someone to put a new brick in, i don't have the time to be upset."
ReplyDeleteSo true, and heartbreaking #stolen