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Guarded Walls
Unguarded
Bombarded
Quick! Hurry!
Retreat!
Before she sees
Build up a wall
Be careful not to fall
Its just too much to bare
Yes, I know its unfair
But I can't
I just.....
I can't!
If I were to take a wrong turn
If I were to get burned
I don't think I could go on
See, I thought I had the one
Really, truly
She hurt me brutally
I could have sworn...
Monday 26th October 2015 11:14 pm
The mute speaker
We talk.
A lot about her,
yet I know nothing about her.
She shapes words
but I hear emptiness
and all that exists her mouth is air.
She gives me carbon dioxide
but little care,
little advice or help,
little information.
Just ambiguous comments,
large words meaning nothing
and letters sounding silence.
Monday 11th August 2014 11:01 pm
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