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Mar 2014
I build my walls very high
High into a lifeless night
Where pain rules the darkened sky.

People who don't even try
Never will know of my plight.
I build my walls very high.

My high walls make blind the eye
That dares to perceive my fight
Where pain rules the darkened sky.

Sorrow only serves to dry
Tears of those who see my sight.
I build my walls very high.

When friends persistently try
My walls fall beneath their might
Where pain rules the darkened sky.

Once inside my friends see why
I make my pain seem so light.
I build my walls very high
Where pain rules the darkened sky.
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