Behind a wall
talking behind a wall
invisible to others
exept when they turn a corner
and see an item to be used
I don’t care
I don’t mind
the wall was built by me
you don’t care
’cause you don’t notise
that you’re talking to a wall
my wall, my safety
my silence
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| Auteur: karin jansen | 
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| Gecontroleerd door: ~Marina~ | ||
| Gepubliceerd op: 03 februari 2005 | ||
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