Within The Walls Read Count : 62

Category : Poems

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A heart that is beating all alone in an empty room without any hope for the good of mankind.


Cold and lonely, it trembles at the thought of it's captor glaring at it with it's icy stare.


Born a writhing hatred for those who bring this calamity.


Yet, depression, is a wall in our own making which holds us captive in our despair.

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