At the turn of the year, when we have to start putting "09" after our dates, i will be shedding last years skin to my new, fresh pink tender coat. Until it hardens yet again somewhere through out the new year.
A fresh start completely free of all of my previous burdens. I am a tree that never wilts. Just changes, with my colors becoming brighter every time.
Though todays poise and feelings surely wont be tomorrows, since ill forever be a melancholy bastard. I still hope that fine moments such as this one will be more involved in my furute.
more to come on this soon...
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