[Blue2]

i stare at the mortar that is quickly settin
and think of yesterday....where did it go
i feel the gritty wettness between my fingers as i touch the hard clay
its getting higher....the closeness once shared...gone
the panic within me tries to break it down...i have no hammer
i push...but it wont fall...helpless i stand here

Starin at the brick upon brick...funny how they seem to fit...
where did they come from....so fast they have appeared
silence is beginnin to surround me.... the loss overwhelmin
its getting higher..my words ricochet off ...an come bouncin back
the sting ....how long do i continue...let me in

it wasnt there before...not this high....wat can i do
i feel at a loss...i try to talk...but nothing comes back
do my ears deceive me....do i leeve it alone
i feel cut off..... this quietness.....i hate it
a light glimmers...a thought appears
this wall...
maybe its not yours...but mine.

[exroofer]

I hope this person comes back as a member. We need to talk. You are writing what is inside my head.

[Tman1]

I stare at the wall and I think...why?...why?.....why oh why does the water seem blue.

[blue42]

i hasnt checked her fer a while, an looky looky, i signed up...
so exroofer...ise writin was in ya hed my goodness i guess ise nut de only wun eh i'll stop in more ofen now....lub ta chat wid ya

T man1 hmmm why dus da water seem blue mm suppose da waters frum blues eyes waaa