Dark Fortress
Slam a door in my face, build up your walls
Shut out the light struggling to inch through the cracks
Still you fill it with glue, binding together what remains
Of your broken surroundings, your crumbling dwelling
If only you would let me in, and turn toward the glow
Sometimes the light is the least of your problems
Not that you would ever know
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