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Dusty walls in the moonlit room,
I found comfort in your gloom.
We have something in common, I guess --
Your chipped paint, my life's mess.
No doubt we share the same coldness,
And I assume you were tested through time,
But you stood resilient, fearless --
Despite the thick, heavy layers of grime.
I want to be just like you --
A survivor, a protector, a friend to lean on,
A keeper of secrets, in all shades of blue
You have all the strength that I would need to carry on.
But I'm just a poor soul,
Wandering around, escaping the doom.
Wondering if I could ever play the role
Of a dusty wall in a moonlit room.
~o~
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This is beautiful!
Thank you @sunravelme. <3 You are beautiful too!
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That is a beautiful piece.