- happy birthday to my favourite album ♡
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these walls are too high
to let me breath clear,
they're blocking my view
I'm blended by my fears
then you came around
and made them crumble
took brick by brick
and teared them apart
you fought them down
but some are still there
not as high as before
but my view still isn't clear
so everytime I'm overwhelmed
- I build another wall up,
made another mistake, -
build them higher
as I could reach myself
but you won't give up,
you make them crumble again,
you try to make me feel worth it,
when I can't find another way
- but I stand tall
YOU ARE READING
only the brave | poems
Poetry« it's a church of burnt romances and I'm too far gone to pray. It's a solo song and it's only for the brave » some poems I had in mind, some are personal, some just fictional. I just let my hands write whatever floads in my mind. TW // mostly depre...
