you occupy me so
reach behind my
secured walls;
every time and again
you beat me.
I can only stand desolate
and bare
before you.
This is how you see me.
you reach,
naturally,
and you
find
me.
Even when I try to
close eyes and think
these walls
are strong enough even
for you
And
they're not.
You reach;
you're here.
Close walls.
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