Poetic Tragedy
Dateline: 2.25.2008
Treehouse passwords are for keeping others out

This is how it goes
Highways and stoplights stole you away from me
 I hate them for changing green
  Hate things for changing
We couldn't always be seventeen

This is the way we grow
Til our hands are too large to hold
I never told your secrets to another soul
 Only my own
They were mine to keep
 You were mine to keep

These walls are for keeping the whispers in safely
This key is for keeping out everything else
How dare you stop pretending and leave me behind?
 I was always the one who wanted out
  You were the one who grew up first
    But I am so old without you

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