Walls by Nikita Tshawe

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Walls

I swear these walls be talking.
They be whispering things about me.
They laughing at me.
All the time.
I swear!
I can hear them.

Written by

Nikita Tshawe 29/F/Sandton

(29/F/Sandton)

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