The Walls Come Tumbling Down


Clear as glass

Not half empty  not half full

The noise shows through for those to see

Too easily for me to hide behind the crumbling wall

Once sturdy and strong

Neither painful nor pleasant

The sensation is real

My choice becomes clear

As a glass

not half empty not half full

It’s time I choose to deal

With the pieces of my crumbled wall

 

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