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Within these walls

I live in a house as old as I
The house that I grew up in
The house I suffer in
 
These walls are so big
But I’m smothered by their breathing
They tell me stories that I don’t want to remember
 
I lay here in a bed
So big and empty
It haunts me of my past
 
He tortured me mentally
The emptiness I felt
I will not forget
 
I have no place to feel whole
To feel complete
I only feel free
With the air beneath my wings
 
Kayla Brooke Lindsey-2015
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