Category : Poems

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Four walls - a cell,
  The air I exhale,
  Returns back to her.

 Four walls that support the house,
   Looking back just to see 
   What's left standing from my old life.
 
Four walls each in its own color, 
I painted them when I cried, 
 When I laughed, when I loved, 
 When I was tired. 

Four walls that support my life, 
  The place where I sleep 
  Without having dreams to fulfill.