I drew tall pretentious walls around me,
as a last ditched attempt
to save my soul from tearing apart.
Little did I know
the demon I was escaping from
had made its home,
quietly but surely,
in my aberrant heart.
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Hmmm
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The words pierce the heart !!
Umm not possible unless you are a demon.
It is always a point of view. I respect yours too 😊thanks for your commenting 🌸
One is perception the other is a fact.
Again it is a perspective. What you call fact could be an illusion for others. And I still respect yours 🌸
Nice
Thank you so much
Profound.We build walls to protect ourselves instead it suffocates us.Well penned,Shantanu.
This was in spam – thanks for your comment
Yes last week all my comments were going to spam.
Yeah weird
No there us a reason I talked to the Akismet guys and they said high volume of comments on site triggered their spam blocker,so after the request they unblocked me.
Oh cool.
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