I built a prison of paper,
But I willingly let it stand.
To keep my self tethered
To these words only I can understand.
It keeps out the angels,
And keeps my demons in.
So no one can be affected,
From the enemy hidden within.
It's a fortresses built on lies,
with foundations crumbling down.
But I'm happy with being crushed,
As long as you can never frown.
Aug 15, 2018
Aug 15, 2018 at 10:11 PM UTC
I built a prison of paper,
But I willingly let it stand.
To keep my self tethered
To these words only I can understand.
It keeps out the angels,
And keeps my demons in.
So no one can be affected,
From the enemy hidden within.
It's a fortresses built on lies,
with foundations crumbling down.
But I'm happy with being crushed,
As long as you can never frown.
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