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Jul 2020
These walls are breaking,
I can see the cracks.
It's going to fall,
That wall.

I've spent years building this wall,
Now, you come
To break it down?
No, not my wall!

I'm trying to glue,
But hue.
With eyes blurred,
I see nothing;
Not even bird.

These walls are paving in,
What now?
Just let it fall?
Or do I bow?
Definitely not bow!

Listen walls:
Just tear down.
I'm too grown,
I'm tired and I've tried.
I'm done!
Moments when you feel like all hope is lost is not such a good thing when you block out your Support System.
Jorge
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Jorge  19/M/Jamaica
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