Category : Poems

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These walls weren't meant to be here.
Propped through fear.
Strengthened by black cement.
Stronger than real cement. 
Can the walls take the next level of heat?
Or will I lose my own feet?
Once added, the black cement bubbles and gives you a treat,
It explodes, leaving a scar on your heartbeat.
Tearing this wall down, you'll face defeat.
Know that if you retreat.
The walls repair themselves, little by little while you sleep.
So grit your teeth.
One day soon, those walls will have finally crumbled because you didn't give into defeat.