Band-Aids don't fix bullet holes,
And you've shot me.
You've shot me down one too many times.
I'll never let you in again.
You had your chance;
You blew it.
Now, I've built my walls up again.
I've learned from my mistakes.
You'll never understand.
You can't even try.
There are some people,
Who break down my walls
When they first meet me.
But then there are others like you,
Who never learn when to forgive and forget.
Now,
I've no choice but to shut you out.
I'm sorry,
But from now on,
There's always going to be a
Brick wall
Between us.
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Submerged Stories
PoesieLong story short, this is a book of stories about my life that I don't tell anyone else, expressed through the beautiful art of poetry. Poetry is my way of finding myself, and hopefully you as readers will be able to find yourself as well. TRIGGER W...
