A Breached WallA Poem by Punchinello
When they were seeking sanctuary I became their wall.
When they were taking cover I became their wall. I did brave all their enemies tearing holes into me. But the day I needed them to heal my wounds, they left me ruined. They left me haunted by their past. So I leaned on to her, to rest. A breached wall opened up. So vulnerable. So out of balance. She stepped aside. A breached wall fell in. © 2011 Punchinello |
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Added on March 9, 2011 Last Updated on March 13, 2011 AuthorPunchinelloBerlin, GermanyAbout“A dreamer is one who can only find his way by moonlight, and his punishment is that he sees the dawn before the rest of the world.” (Oscar Wilde) more.. |

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