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 Mar 2014 Beatrix Green
Andje
You've put the bricks
Right on the top of each other
Waiting hopefully for someone who could reach
Your sick illusions removing them

No one can destroy your wall anymore
And your pain made you become too weak to do it
Now that you're imprisoned within your blurred thoughts
Your efforts to fight your mind are vain

You found on your own your need to feel
With which you justify your scratchy arms and your tears
Your memories consumed by an obsession
That feeds your hate towards yourself

You believe you'll restart
Because your loneliness scared you
You'll restart as early as possible
Protecting your fragile soul within a new disguise
- Honey

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