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if walls could talk
These walls hear everything,
every scream and every whisper.
They see every tear and every shiver.
They see evry sinful secret,
and every hidden torment.
They see every secret truth,
and every extract lie.
They see all your secret places,
everywhere you hide.
They see all your hidden pain,
and all your truthful smiles.
These walls never make a sound,
but they speak to me each night.
In hushed tones and serenity,
they sing me silent lullabies.
if walls could talk, they'd surely be right,
but my bedroom walls would simply say- goodnight...
A savvy approach to your
A savvy approach to your quest for truth under the forced smiles and insincerity hidden in "secret places". I loved your self-revelations in the last stanzas: very resonant and cleverly presented. A pleasure to read.
thank you so much im sorry
thank you so much im sorry its taken me so long to reply some of these comments i hadnt realised :)