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Mar 2015
I've built a "wall" around myself,
A wall built up out ice,
Around my heart,
And it is the only thing that keeps me going.
If not for this "wall" then I'd be gone.
This "wall" is the smile on my face,
It is the voice of laughter you hear everyday,
But this "wall" can't hold out much longer.
It is slowly melting,
Breaking down,
My last hope of refuge in this world is gone.
We all have one
But you might just not want to admit it
Kiera b
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Kiera b  Canada
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