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Ptax Kuro Jan 2020
Prepare two spackling knives in advance:
narrow and wide. Make sure
they have
sharp edges
although it isn't always important.
It's better to cover
the floor with poliethylen
before beginning the work.
You probably won't find any other
material in the same large quantities,
and you'll avoid washing the floor. Paper
has to be moistened,
so power outlets and switches
should be closed, covered or else.
Next, apply water on walls
using a sponge rubber roller
or cloth. In a few minutes
(you should wait)
the paper becomes soggy
and can be removed
with a simple moves
of the knife.
The damage done to the walls underneath
was minimal.
Buckshot remained stuck inside
along with pieces of skull.
It was decided to leave them, while pieces
of flesh were peeled off
with the wallpapers.
Mix a small amount
of spackling powder
and level the surface using both
wide and narrow knives.
Remaining putty was used to cover
dark stains left by fluid
dripping on the floor.
Due to the fact that
no one touched them for a long time,
they managed to soak
into the wall. The sandpaper
destroyed the rest of the details.
Chrissy Ade Jan 2020
You listen to me
But you don't hear me at all
I'm not so sure you heard
My screams and my bawls
You left me to sit here,
Watch me crumble and fall
Now I'm positive
You don't care at all
Because you never pick
Up the phone when I call
Now I'll sit here alone
And talk to these
Paper thin walls
Now I'll sit here alone and talk to these paper thin walls
Lost in a sea of madness
Life seems so short
Ready for all the sadness
You build your fort

These walls are the highest
Just to keep people out
No more bricks, these are the finest
Walls that have been built

Time ticks right on by
As you sit in your fortress
The walls are so high
It gets real hard to focus

You can't climb this wall
But wish you could
So scared you will fall
Just wondering if you should

It's not easy to break barriers
But someone must try
Without that we will all wither
Will we give up and die?
M Grant Teague Dec 2019
Breach
Breach
Breach
The walls have a breach
Breach
Breach
The walls have a breach
Breach
Breach

Walking in my own head
Feel safe from the attacks of old
Yet there you are breaching
With eyes of pure gold

I thought it was over
I thought it was done

Why does the cage have to exist?
Why does this prison have chains?

I’m lost again.
Lost in the depth of your soul.
**** the universe that collided
Together to make us stand in
The rain.

You are leaving
I wish you were gone
The pain you give me
Is far too strong
Sonia Dec 2019
My walls anchored to the ground
Standing tall and proud
Years of training yet
your optimism still pierced through
You possess this hope that inspires those around you
Easy to dismiss at first
To smile
To nod
To pretend
To let it be and not ****
but even the constant flow of water can make a dent in a rock
It was slow
And I can’t tell you when my walls turned to snow
But when they did you were there
They melted beneath your light
Providing me with a fresh breath of air
You shared with me your hope
I allowed new walls to grow
This time they had doors
Then reality struck
And the doors became locked
Boarded up
my walls stood strong once again
Not for me
But for you
To share what I possessed
Statistics
Logic
That’s what I know best
Protecting you from my hope
Because where we go from here
I don’t know
Elisabeth Meyer Dec 2019
Writing is my safety net,
That I abandon far too often,
In the fear of finding answers
Of the inevitable truth hidden,
Behind the well protected walls,
One would call anxiety
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