ғoυr wallѕ

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These four walls,

Close in on me,

Makes me feel small, makes me feel safe;

Makes me feel lonely.

Where are you?

Your smile, your chuckles, your noisy laughter.

All there is now. . . Silence.

These four walls hold silence.

In the middle of the night I crave your warmth,

But in bed there is only a solitary soul hidden in thin bedsheets and tear stained pillows.

The mirror is a liar, it always shows me smiling, I guess you believe it;

It's better if you do.

I've been thrown into the sky, find myself falling back,

This time I fear hitting the ground,

I know your arms aren't there anymore,

To catch me once I fall.

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Dedicated to a special someone; you know who you are.

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