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My Walls

This poem was made when the two most important people to me were fighting. I was really scared they were going to forget each other. But I'm glad they didn't... this happened a while ago, but the memory is still fresh in mind
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Created by Lilmizzhuricane on Wednesday, August 20, 2008

My walls are fighting, how come?

She tries to change me.

She doesn’t understand I care.

My walls are crying, how come?

She’s hurt me so many times.

I’m sorry ok, I know what I did.

My walls are dying, how come?

I’m done with her, with this.

I’ve changed, I’m not the old me.

My walls aren’t smiling, how come?

I don’t care anymore, I’m gone.

She doesn’t scare me.

My walls aren’t trying, how come?

It’s not giving up; it only means you’re stronger.

You can’t change the past.

My walls aren’t happy, how come?

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