Walls

I have to say I’m sorry, because I’m not sure what else to say. I never dreamed I’d become this oddly twisted mess, a maze of walls so tall, you could never find your way in. The worst of it, the real trick of it that you can’t see and I don’t really talk about, is that I built these walls so tall that now I may never find my way out.

~ by jeremy3892 on July 4, 2009.

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