I will always love the thought <br />that never comes to mind <br />shadows of memories <br />in almost what i would <br />call a paste life <br />to you I have loved <br /> now lost <br />forgotten <br />all locked up <br />it's hard to be all grown-up<br /><br />Terry halvorson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/brick-walls/
