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By: Linda G. Way
You've got a wall that's a mile thick
All I do is match you, brick for brick
The mortar that keeps us apart is fear
I sometimes do the opposite of what I feel
Till I no longer know, if what I feel is real
I'd rather push you away than hold you near
I keep praying for an earthquake that never comes
I'm tired of this fortress that stands alone
Beside another, cold as a stone
Barren, impenetratable....
By: Linda G. Way
You've got a wall that's a mile thick
All I do is match you, brick for brick
The mortar that keeps us apart is fear
I sometimes do the opposite of what I feel
Till I no longer know, if what I feel is real
I'd rather push you away than hold you near
I keep praying for an earthquake that never comes
I'm tired of this fortress that stands alone
Beside another, cold as a stone
Barren, impenetratable....
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