The Corner Wall

I miss our conversations

The nose dripping

Waterfall heart breaking talks

You know best

I become me in the sight

Of your cold self

That warms my back

As I settle in and let it out

To you I am just a girl

Who doesn’t have to hide

You listen as I cry without

Any hidden agenda

And never a moment of interrupting

As I free myself from the days ahead

Of pretending out of your

Cold warmth

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