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These Walls
These walls were built long, long ago
They were not built for ice, wind or snow
These walls are solid and thick as steel
These walls keep me from feeling what's real
You said tear down these walls and see outside
Come out of those walls that you always hide
Let me help you to see, let me take your hand
I'll help with the pain, I understand
To be set free To live my life without the pain
The freedom, the joy to live life again
A friend to help me renew my living
A friend who will be kind and giving
I tear down these walls with passion and hope
I thank you my friend for helping me cope
The walls are breaking, the light is coming through
With joy in my heart I await the friendship with you
These walls are now down, the dust has settled
I wipe tears from eyes as I pick up a pebble
I look all around, there is nothing to see
all that is here is just
me
These walls are now built taller than before
I built them without room for a window or door
I look at the pebble I hold in my hand
Waiting for time to turn it to sand
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| September 17, 2007, 13:45 |
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pookhabear
76 / male
port st lucie, Florida, US
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Re: These Walls
Wow, that was really good, kind of hit home
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| September 17, 2007, 14:59 |
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Re: Re: These Walls
QUOTE (pookhabear @ September 17, 2007, 14:59)Wow, that was really good, kind of hit home
Thanks best advice a teacher ever gave me, write what you know 
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