Him and I
When I cry, he never judges
I hurt him, he ain't hold grudges
A keen listener he is
Uncountable secrets he keeps
He knows my scars, cuts and bleeds.
No matter how extreme my day is, happy or sad
I have him everytime I need, I'm glad
No matter how much anger I vent out
I'm being held, everytime I stress out
Ohhh... I would give him my all
But he ain't a real person
He is just the WALL...
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