WallsI will noy allow myself to cry
anymore
trust is weak
I am not weak
I will no longer let people
seek my as vulnerable
I will lie and lie and
Lie again
Until the wall around me
Is taller then the skies
Peaking above the clouds
Stronger then god
And his worst quarrels with
The devil himself
Until I am more terrifying the death
itself
AN
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PoesíaA collection of words with double meanings and betral and worst of all love