Anxiety awaits a reaction
and desperation cries attention
deceiving sounds and patient ears
fault through abstract art.
If walls could see our stories
what would they to say
to witness and to wonder
not spoken to obey, or, be lead astray.
A facade turned to fairytale
sent by nature's condoner
while you slave just to save
I'm drowning in your stories.
Now crumble to the ground
and perceive your ressurection
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Wow. Perfect spin on the prompt. I love the rhyme it doesn't sound forced at all. And i love the wording. It's so wonderfully unique. It's really great! i had to re-read it to get it but now i get it it makes perfect sense. I love this one!
best of luck!
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thank you
It starts off saying how desperate people make up stories to get attention. It then goes on as to if walls could not only see, but speak, then would the truth come out? You never know because they've never been taught what to say. Then in the third and fourth stanzas it goes back to the lies people tell, how they get caught, and how they start all over again
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