Concrete and solid,Unbreakable, it seems-The wall towers over you and I,Creating the Great Divide. Dark and gloomy,Miserably heartbreaking,It casts a shadow over the greenery,Killing off any potential harvesting. Thunder rolls and lightning strikes,Raindrops gently fall on both sides – Mirroring the dreariness, The darkness that clouds our relationship. Sprinkling water becomes a downpour,Accelerating as the …
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