It was a Wall I must've built
in one of those days I was not free
and they kept me under lock and key
A Wall so hard and thick
not even a hammer could puncture it
A Wall so high and deep
where it touched the sea beneath
and rose to Everest's Peak
many times I cannot bring myself to see it
or even just to think it:
that one day it might crumble down
and I can see its protected Crown
yet I still avoid it all the time
for it was where I drew the line
on that day so long ago
where all these thoughts were my Foes
Jul 26, 2017
Jul 26, 2017 at 10:55 PM UTC
It was a Wall I must've built
in one of those days I was not free
and they kept me under lock and key
A Wall so hard and thick
not even a hammer could puncture it
A Wall so high and deep
where it touched the sea beneath
and rose to Everest's Peak
many times I cannot bring myself to see it
or even just to think it:
that one day it might crumble down
and I can see its protected Crown
yet I still avoid it all the time
for it was where I drew the line
on that day so long ago
where all these thoughts were my Foes
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