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1.30.2012

another stone

these lonely nights, they're getting old.
they're taking their toll, leaving me cold.
they're making me feel, making me hurt,
keep me up, building walls around my heart.


And brick by brick, i'll lay another stone,
to keep my heart hidden from the unknown.

Maybe enough of these nights, will keep it safe,
the stronger my walls, the less likely i'll break.

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