What is This

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As I guard and protect my wall,
It darkens everyday,
Chills go down my spine,
The thuds it makes goes slower every beat,
All I can do is watch and react,
Skip a climb and fall,
Rebuild and destroy,
Love and hurt,
What makes my do this is what makes this way,
That's my heart.

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