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by Acacia Apr 19, 2021 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
The fantasies broke The dream is gone Turns out I was just A wistful pawn The doors all closed The curtains shut But hey, my wrists Are beautifully cut The shadows beckon but The tears don't fall I learned my lesson Last time I let down my walls So now I'll sit here My life crumbling away And yet all I can do Is watch the decay You won't see me cry Or fall down in defeat My walls are quite handy They make me complete You see, I can stare pain Right in the eye Without so much as A prolonged sigh Remember that next time You try to shatter me My walls never cease To keep me free
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