Friday, February 13, 2009

She's leaving home.

 
 





Wednesday morning at five o'clock as the day begins.. silently closing her bedroom door, leaving the note that she hoped would say more, she goes downstairs to the kitchen clutching her hankerchief, quietly turning the backdoor key, stepping outside she is free..


She (We gave her most of our lives)
Is leaving (Sacraficed most of our lives)
Home (We gave her everything money could buy)
She's leaving home after living alone for so many years (Bye bye).

1 comment:

  1. ay ay ay me encant el animal print!!!!!!!!

    te sigo desde que parezca un accidente.

    besos

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