Loosely Based On

All you do is hide behind this façade

Of abstract form

Guarded from all those who want to

Get inside of you.

The wall you’ve put up in front of you

Is solid as concrete;

Hardened by who knows what because

You won’t let me in.

No matter how hard I pound my fists,

You will not break;

I only end up with bloody knuckles.

So I must give up.

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