Blah. I can't write. The end.
This is all I have for you.
A brick wall
That is the only thing in front of me,
Stretching for miles,
No way through, only up and
Over, if I can get myself over.
Suddenly something comes over me
And I swing at the wall,
Hoping to break
And bleed through this barrier.
Gasping for air,
My lungs threatening to collapse
Under my heaving breaths
And tired heart.
There seems to be no escape,
Only left here to perish.
And so you leave me alone to figure it out.
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