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Feb 2010
One week wasted.
The walls of this house
Weigh heavy on my mind.
Nothing I can do
Will set me free
Or let me breathe.
These walls.
With no faces to fill them,
They are falling--
Crashing down around me.
Life is just a crazy mess.
I can't deal--
There are no people to surround me.
Who knew?
Life looks so bleak
Inside these walls.
Written by
Serena Jungers
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