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I don't know what to do

I burned down the walls of text
Built as my anchor, my defense
Life is passing as a dream-
I can't look at it realistically

My shell is gone
My skin is raw and red
I'm as formed as wet mud
Moldable as stagnant water

Where do I start?
Where should I begin?
I've been here before
Only many years ago

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  • Miss Faerie Greeters member
    September 28

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    Welcome to Allpoetry!

    This is really well done. Your words show how we can build walls around ourselves in many ways and that eventually we feel as though we are protected and yet they can be torn down very quickly..

    Welcome to Allpoetry
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    Good job, keep writing.