I am a wall, and you chisel away at me.
Piece by piece,
Removing the stone that covers my vulnerability until
I am raw.
I can no longer hide the way I really feel and
It scares both of us.
So we decide to let time and space separate us so
we can clear are heads.
The problem is that you seem to be constantly buzzing
In my mind.
I work for the hundredth time to barricade my feelings
with a fake strength.
So the cycle repeats again and once more,
I am a wall.
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