this is a new poem, hope you enjoy reading it.
Evilgirl_18
Bye!!
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Experience has built this wall, not I;
I merely watched through sodden eyes.
Each layer a premature goodbye,
a sigh dispersed, a question why?
Brick by brick, each memory stored,
no longer cherished nor adored;
their bitter after taste, abhorred,
sealed behind scars, reddened, sore.
Blood and tears from cracks cascade,
a crimson flag, half mast displayed;
come one come all but be afraid,
today my soul is on parade.
Here I sit, atop my wall
awaiting arms to break my fall;
to love my faults, my pain, my all
Here I sit, I wait, I call.
