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her walls were stacked high
in colorful legos
and she locked herself inside,
where she's unscathed
from all those foolish smiles
and halfhearted promises,
that caused her heart
to bleed crimson red
and stain her
empty white pillow
with useless
crystal tears.
but now she's safe
because her walls are higher than ever
and they're stronger than before
for now she covered it
with wet cement
and wrapped it in
metal chains,
and swallowed down
the tiny golden key
so she's locked inside
and maybe she could
never get out
but it's worth it,
it's always worth it
than to make a fool
out of herself
and think that
love is beautiful
and it is real
and it's
worth fighting for
because it isn't,
and nobody could break down her walls, not even her.
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for Christel, one of the strongest girls i know x
YOU ARE READING
etcetera
Poetry; where i waged wars with my demons and handcrafted words from my black-stained fingertips