Pretty face, she looks away with the pretty face
and sits so small .. petite and cute
with her eyes so sharp and smile so naive
smile so naive and yet so deceptive
the lips that curl and all those words
and all those stupid stupid thoughts
ah.. those notions and the rocky walls
those stoic cold and damp walls
how i wish i could rip them apart
burn them down or tunnel them through
one day they will fall as all walls had fallen
but for what price...
and is the struggle worth..
wars are misery if the reason is money
fame or power or even love..
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Excellent!!!
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