Like bricks in the wall
They hold us together
That strong bottle of glue
Connects me to you
We are all together
In one special way
Some are closer then others
But we were born this way
After a while
The bricks start to rust
They move in to close
And eventually turn to dust
Its the other bricks that break them
They put to much pressure
Then building then falls
And built back up next to others
Each one is connected
No matter how far
Like a 300th cousin
They are never to far
Bricks stay together
Until the glue wears out
One falls out
And they move on to another
Eventually they all fall
And theres nothing left
But a pile of dust
That was once a group of friends
this took a sad turn but i'm a big fan of all the emotion in here. well done.
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