When the walls move
I can sense it
When the walls move
I can tell
The walls move closer and closer
leaving me with little room..
It's a maze in my head they say
But it's just a dead end to me
It's a constant fight of fleeting away
And it's not going to end today.
Btw, my life isn't this depressing XD, but I like to get creative when writing :3
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My Thoughtful Poetry
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