For you it is supposed to be
walls surround
Keep it safe and sound
So I thought
But once a trespasser
Climbed the wall
And persuaded me
With his sly mouth
To let him sleep
In my garden
Cold and lonely he claimed
Guilt dripped inside my veins
How could I say No
He was already over the wall
Did I have a say at all ?
He
He was
He was already
He was already over
He was already over the
Wall
About the Creator
Craycraysusie
Washington born and raised, loves fantasy, poetry, and occasionally horror.
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