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Walls


Walls

The walls surrounding me are covered with
different pictures,
different patterns,
different places with scattered holes.

The room is small,
and each wall is getting closer and closer to me,
until they all consume me.
Take advantage of my weakness,

squeeze me to death--

causing the death of my original self.

-Belle Rose

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