Cement

by Zahgidiwin   Jul 2, 2010


Without me; you wouldve fell under! Im sorta solid; you can break me into a million pieces but i always find a way! whether its pavement or just fate! i may be gray but im colorful inside... my mood changes each season. Yes, im the ground (cement); you may have stepped on me, cracked me, spit on me, but at the end of the day; i was always there... i gave yu something to walk on to survive!

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