Blank Wall

Posted on April 22, 2013

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Sometimes it’s like talking
to a blank wall
No words or expressions
come back
You stand there screaming
until blue in the face
And wonder not for
the first if you’ve been had?

This wall, this blank wall
just stays solid
As you continue
ranting on
But still nothing
to your shouts
And you wonder what
you ever did wrong?

You give up although
the wall you want to obliterate
For it fills you with
something unsavoury
No-one listens or even
cares about your words
For cement in their eyes
can neither hear nor see

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