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Behind Walls

Behind the walls,
Collecting, pondering it all.
Afraid to look down,
I know I'll fall.
Inside the walls, I hear it all.
Whispers, temptation, cries & calls.
Addiction locking itself in.
Taking a jump & a spin.
Disappearing into the wind.
Looking down the rivers dark bends,
Leading to an untimely end,
Broken & pinned.
Lying in sin,
Welcoming hell,
The devils win,
Trapped under a spell.

candyland_massacre

@candyland_massacre

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Comments & Feedback (4)

Your words are very compelling I always want to read more ❤

@sjw thanks!! & thank you for all the reposts! ❤💙💜🌹🌹😊😄😃

@sara_lou thank you for reposting ❤❤❤

Your welcome I love your writing ❤

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